Astrid Oto - Poor, Poor Ho's lyrics

poor poor ho's in the doorway of the sliding store we play basement shows next door out on the corner can they poor poor ho's hear us screaming in the backyard drinking on a rat-infested mattress further back are they singing i've got a name that you don't know i've got a will that can't be bought and sold i've got a secret i'm going down but i won't lay my head on the ground i was locked in the back of a squad car dumb a** cop left his backpack in there reading his mail i almost got caught when they opened the door to let me out i coule smile to your face, sir i could tell you a good lie but my crime doesn't pay me enough to go through the motions i've got a name that you don't know i've got a will that will not be controlled ive got a secret i'm going down but i won't lay my head on the ground poor poor ho's when i type out in the van tehy try to sell me their skranky clothes those poor poor ho's