March of the Hookers

Dance, baby, dance

They're gonna give you all the cash in advance

And from your hips you got a price tag

Selling romance right away

You're a natural

They line up for you

All down the street, around the corner, in the queue

And past the pub with all the vagrants and the boozers

I'll be sitting playing blues here on piano

For the drunk in the pew

And singing our favorite tune

They made a hooker out of you

Hanging out by an old streetlight

A nip of gin to get you through the night

Toss out a hook and hope you get a bite

But you ain't had a hit here lately

Watching your fantasy

Fade away into a broken dream

Lie down with dogs and you'll wake up with disease

Oh but baby, can't you see?

Ain't been a genius here since 1932

You think that you were one of the few

They made a hooker out of you

I know where I am

I'm alone and just a shell of a man

Gave it all up for the one night stand

For the love of a fan's adoration

It rots you to the core

Steal your heart and soul for sure

Leave you thinner than a welcome mat on hell's front door

You'd think that that would give you a clue

I'm throwing out this moniker

And suddenly it did occur

That maybe baby, I'm a hooker too

And I'm hearing that familiar tune

They made a hooker out of you

And maybe I'm a hooker too

And maybe I'm a hooker too

And maybe I'm a hooker too