$100

I got off from work and cashed my check
Met the girl that holds my debts
I threw my hundred on the table
I knew I had bought myself
The trouble I was waiting on
The lust only dogs can't shake
Her voice was black smoke on the wind
Her hair held back with Bobby pins
My hand to God I swear to you
I never touched a finer pair
I woke up with a swollen jaw
A lesson and my wallet gone
I wish I had never...