To be sung to the tune that begins the final movement of Beethoven's violin concerto
I live in ghettoes, and wear stilettos,
with bee-hive hair and lips painted pink.
I smile at strangers, ignore the dangers
then strut my stuff and give them a wink.
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(Oh Im a sleaze, who likes to please
)
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I make an offer, to some old boffer
whos easy prey and loaded with cash.
He takes his clothes off, begins to doze off
I grab the dough and then make a dash!
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(Oh Im a sleaze, who likes to please
)
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Im quite successful, Ive made a nestful
they pay me well, I give them a hand.
My shade of lipstick, will stir their dipstick
but darling Im not saying which brand!
*bows low to an adoring audience* (hopefully)