Dirty Women

Woman!!
This Dirty Woman !!
This Filthy Woman !!

Draped in that tainted skin
Every night her dale is for sale
Her soul is misplaced in this Hell 
Residing  by that “Greenpark” lane
Son seeing her through window pane

The lousy words that her mouth would say
For perverts she is on display
Each night she goes through a fright
with that moans she tries to subside 
But with every groan his son cries

I know that she would pursue her trade
And all the perverts would drive in her dale
Dont think she relishes this corporal sin
In the trade of her soul and skin
She fulfils her dreams of Son’s brighter scene

Woman!!
This Dirty Woman !!
This Filthy Woman !!