Body in a Bag

They found my body in a bag, body in a bag, they found my body in a bag.
I used to have a name, I used to have a name, now I only wear a tag.
I used to walk the dark streets late at night,
offering my love for a reasonable price.
Now my feet won't do walking and my hands won't do no job.
I lie dead cold in the dead cold ground.

Killer ditched me in a ditch, ditched me in a ditch.
Killer chopped me up and ditched me in a ditch.
But my killer kept my head, my killer kept my head.
Maybe put it in a box under the bed?
I used to walk the dark streets late at night,
offering my love for a reasonable price.
Now my feet won't do no walking and my hands won't do no job.
I lie dead cold in the dead cold ground.
Huh.

I used to walk the dark streets late at night,
offering my love for a reasonable price.
Now my feet won't do no walking and my hands won't do no job.
I lie dead cold in the dead cold ground.
But my killer's on the loose, my killer's on the loose.
Maybe you heard it on the news?

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