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​Poor, Poor Ho's

This song is by Astrid Oto and appears on the compilation Astrid Oto (2002).

Poor poor ho's in the doorway
Of the sliding store we play
Basement shows next door
Out on the corner can they
Poor poor ho's hear us screaming
In the backyard drinking
On a rat-infested mattress further back
Are they singing

I've got a name that you don't know
I've got a will that can't be bought and sold
I've got a secret I'm going down
But I won't lay my head on the ground

I was locked in the back of a squad car
Dumb ass cop left his backpack in there
Reading his mail I almost got caught
When they opened the door to let me out

I coule smile to your face, sir
I could tell you a good lie
But my crime doesn't pay me
Enough to go through the motions

I've got a name that you don't know
I've got a will that will not be controlled
I've got a secret I'm going down
But I won't lay my head on the ground

Poor poor ho's when i
Type out in the van they try
To sell me their skranky clothes
Those
Poor poor ho's