'Tis A Pity She Was A Whore (Explicit) - David Bowie
Man she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my curse I suppose
That was patrol
That was patrol
This is the war
Black struck the kiss she kept my cock
Smote the mistress drifting on
'Tis a pity she was a whore
She stole my purse with rattling speed
That was patrol
This is the war
'Tis a pity she was a whore
Man she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands I cried
'Tis a pity she's was a whore
'Tis my fate I suppose
For that was patrol
That was patrol
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis a pity she was a whore
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