He’s A Whore

Have you seen her face?
She's got a face that could stop a clock
And with that face, I surely won't stop to look her in the eyes
But her money's green like tea, and so's her teeth
But she's still so close to my reach
If I call, if I call at all

Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all

So the story goes
I think I'll take her for a ride
With this money bag by my side
A gigolo is the only way to go
And so I show my face
And I can't even fake a smile
But I'm laughing inside all the while
This little girl, she's a joke, she's a joke, she's a joke

Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all

He's a whore
(I'd do anything for money)
He's a whore
(Look at the things that I write)
He's a whore
(Ooh, the stories I can tell)
He's a whore
(In the morning and the night)

[Guitar solo]

I'm a whore
(He'll do anything for money)
I'm a whore
(Look at the clothes that he wears)
I'm a whore
(He'll do anything for money)
I'm a whore

And so the story goes
I think I'll take her for a ride
With this money bag by my side
A gigolo is the only way to go

Oh