abby travis - trade lyrics
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he was a living fantasy
a caramal uncut kowalsky
the skin of his beauty was so deep
with his prize fighting fees and physique
alone he waits for prey
a beep and he’s on the way
there’s always a price to pay
for one latin god for the day
he loved to love for free
for the girl he’d go down on his knees
such a pro, boy he knew how to please
so much taste, so much style, so much sleaze
he self destructed last week
a pinata of razors and sheiks
a dead trick, then a long trip upstream
sometimes folks really are what they seem
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