Terry O'Leary - The Harlot lyrics

Mid Uzi shots from vacant lots, which strike and ricochet A painted girl with flaxen curl (named Wendy) 's on her way To tantalise with half-clad thighs, to trick again today; And indiscreet upon the street she gives her pride away To any guy who's pa**ing by with cash and time to pay. In concert halls beyond the Walls, unjaded girls ballet, With flowered thoughts of Camelot and dreams of cabarets.