When I was a teenage whore
My mother asked me she said baby what bores (for! or course)
I gave you plenty why could/do you want more
Baby why are you a teenage whore
I said I wanted it so and I
I wish I could die
See the things you put me through and I
I wish I could die
When I was a teenage whore
The rain came down like it never did before
I pay you money not to be ignore(d)
Why am I a teenage whore
I seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
Tonight...what you put me through
Of my house...get out of my house
Teenage Whore
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