In For the Money
I thought you were my honey
but you were in for the money
I sent you to those classes
I bought your ugly glasses
I gave you that Camaro
You shot me with an arrow
I met your Kin
You broke my chin
I asked you why
you punched my eye
I gave you love
You gave a shove
I did your clothes
You broke my nose
I changed your sheets
you walked the streets
I walked your dog
You called me hog
I rubbed your feet
You ate my meat
I did your dishes
you mocked my wishes
You loved me not
You sold my cot
I did so care
You left me bare
You were in for the money
Weren't you, honey?
Copyright McCuen 2008
Copyright © Mc Mc | Year Posted 2009
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