Hello Waitress, what made you end up here?
I know you might ask the same question, well I came here to fill my need, but I failed.
I thought about these body's pleasures, I thought about my stain soul, then about the tears behind your make-up.
Sit on my table before is your turn to dance & undress yourself for the crowd, Before anyone else calls you for the
100 men come here each night
100 hands touch your body
100 men expect you, the entertainer
100 men wish you for the moment
But all I want is for you to put on my coat, the night is cold.
Whatever brought you here never told you there was a better place than this.
You are a message on a white page that was placed inside an envelope but the messanger delivered you in the wrong address
then the reader spilled ink on you.
Forget your past, there's a white horse outside waiting for us & tonight's 100 men will leave empty handed home.