THE BEAUTY

OF PROSTITUTION In the shine of the night and the dark of the light In the game they easily call life A slice of or the cut of a knife Where we all sit like a lonely moon And listen to the cry of the loon Enough, spread your ah silky wings It's not like we're exchanging rings Let us make fun of the world and together laugh We won't worry and I'll pay you time and a half let us pretend this is not a game that we play I'll pay you more let's be in love just for today I know my dove This is not love if you won't play let us not lay now it is the time to bend after all that is your end Armand Hamouth