Damaged Goods

We see her come around
Looking like a busted hound
She comes to all the shows
Ready to take off her clothes
For any guy in a band
As her pride slips her hand
She's got crabs
She's got the drip
She's a whore
She's damaged goods
She's got herpes
She's got aids
She's got it all
She's damaged goods
She always walks down the street
Acting like she's so sweet
But the truth we all know
She's nothing but an easy ho
If she only understood that
All she is, is damaged goods
She's a loose legged bitch
She only comes around to suck dick
Guys get her with ease
As she spreads a nasty disease
She should be tested cos
She must be infested