Extra Life - One Of Your Whores lyrics

She waits 'til oh-so-late for your call Then she comes a-running Face down in your lap so many nights But this could be the last or only More than a thought, less than a person I know I'm lucky to be Held like this whenever you want me Sweetie, I'm your property One of your who*es One of your who*es One of your who*es One of your who*es Eight years and you two still do this But pleasure shoots outside time Your f** hovers still, above your biographies You're turning thirty (cling to the bed, cling to the bed) More than a thought, less than a person I know I'm lucky to be Held like this whenever you want me Sweetie, I'm your property One of your who*es (I won't ask for more) One of your who*es (I won't ask for more) One of your who*es (I don't think very much of myself) One of your who*es