When i was a teenage whore My mother asked me she said, "baby what for? I give you plenty, why do you want more? Baby, why are you a teenage whore?" I said i feel so alone and i I wish i could die Seen the things you put me through and I wish i could die When i was a teenage whore The rain came down like it never did before I pay good money not to be ignored Why am i a teenage whore I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you Tonight and why? What you put me through Of my house... Get out of my house Get out of my house Get out of my house When i was a teenage whore My mother asked me she said, "baby what for? I give you plenty why do you want more? Baby, why are you a teenage whore?" I've seen your repulsion And it looks real good on you I don't want to live what you have You have put me through I wanted that shirt and i wanted those pants
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