The Surreal McCoys - a gritty band of hardcore troubadours who worship at the moonlit crossroads of Americana and punk rock.
10 Dollar Hooker in a 5 Dollar Town
She's a ten dollar hooker
in a five dollar town
Nobody buys what she's selling
When the streetlights gleam down
She shines like a diamond
But in this town made of coal
Nobody sees how she sparkles
From the depths of her soul
I'm a loneliness junkie
On a mission each day:
To escape from this place
Without running away
I'm alone in my window
While she's alone on the street
Two lost souls in a lost town
Never destined to meet
Ten dollar hooker
Five dollar town
It's hard to stay up
When they're all pulling you down
Ten dollar hooker
Why can't you see?
The only one buying
Is me
She's out in the open
But not out on display
It's like she's selling starvation
At a Vegas buffet
She's getting no offers
But remains undeterred
As she sings me sweet love songs
Without saying a word
Ten dollar hooker
Five dollar town
It's hard to stay up
When they're all pulling you down
Ten dollar hooker
Why can't you see?
The only one buying
Is me
This town's as hard on my liver
As it is on my heart
I've been stopped my whole life
Now I'm ready to start
Gonna get up from this window
Gonna run down those stairs
Gonna say "hey ten dollar hooker,
I've got twenties to spare"
Ten dollar hooker
Let's leave this five dollar town
Think how we'll soar
With no one pulling us down
Ten dollar hooker
I hope you can see
The best things worth buying
Are free
Now she's out of the streetlights
And we're out of that town
The book noone would read
Is the book that I can't put down
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