What were they to do? Two in love... And busted. Downsized to be laid. Not a dime between them saved, But needs gave in to temptation. And yet, They wanted to keep their passions kept... In a condo about to be foreclosed.
A firestorm descended, And ended their lifestyle quick.
Losing a happiness and glory... The beginning of the ever spinning, Whore Stories.
She slept with him. And did not care... She was both a slut and a has been, With eccentric flair. She's a trick Making a quick sex visit. And he got his off and split!
He did his thing. That he did. With one night stands, Flings and other street 'things'. Hoping to take the sting, Out of his broken heart. Worn on a musty sleeve. And reeking of alcohol.
And she knew that too! But it only takes one fool... To do all that's done, To make two fools from one. Doing their best to impress, With expressions of bitterness.
And these Whore Stories find continuance. Continuing as they do.
When one will find dissatisfaction... In times that don't agree, Or deliver on demand service. The making of Whore Stories, Just gets a bit mo' ho-ish!
