a whore's tale.
I once knew a girl named Marie.
I met her in '93.
She was raised by a gypsy.
She drank too much whiskey.
And she spent tons of time on her knees. She had a daughter and called her Cherie. She taught her the birds and the bees.
Now her baby's a whore.
Like she was before.
Well her precious little girl is me.
They call me Big Tits Cherie.
My grandma's a gypsy.
I drink to much whiskey.
And I always wind up on my knees.
Im just a whore.
Like all others before.
And so will those after me.
