she was once Daddy’s little Princess
when he’d tuck her in at night
she was Daddy’s little Princess
when he hugged her to him tight
now she’s the Queen of the midnight dancers
she twirls for the hungry, leering eyes
the nights she doesn’t have to share a bed
she dreams of her Daddy and she cries
on a stage she does her bump and grind
for crumpled bills from sleazy hands
she wears her needle tracks like worn tattoos
and nobody really understands
lap dances in the back room
make enough to buy her ease of mind
through her a drug induced haze
she can recall her Daddy’s love so kind
now she’s turning tricks for small bills
living one dime to the next
they didn’t teach her this in Grade school
never read it in some text
but she was Daddy’s little Princess
in his eyes she did no wrong
she was Daddy’s little Princess
where did she go wrong?
Take care,
Sherry
on the face.....wonderful!!!
don't think it could be put any better than this!!!
Awesomely Painful!!!