March of the Hookers - Blair Crimmins and the Hookers

Dance, baby, dance

They’re gonna give you all the cash in advance

And from your hips you got a price tag selling romance

Right away, you’re a natural

Lined up for you

All down the street, around the corner, in the queue

And past the pub with all the vagrants and the booze

As I’ll be sittin' playin' blues here on the piano for the drunk and the few

Singin' our favorite tune

They made a hooker out of you

Hangin' out by an old streetlight

A nip of gin to get you through the night

Toss out a hook and hope you get a bite

But you ain’t had a hit here lately

They’re watchin' your fantasy

Fade away into a broken dream

Lie down with dogs and you’ll wake up with disease

Oh, baby cant you see, ain’t been a genius here since 1932

You’d think that you were one of the few

They made a hooker out of you

I don’t know where I am

But I’m alone and just a shell of a man

Gave it all up for the one-night stand

For the love of a fan’s adoration

It rots you to the core

It’ll steal your heart and soul, for sure

Leave you feelin' unwelcome and on hell’s front door

You’d think that that would give you a clue

I’m throwin' out this moniker, when suddenly it did occur

That maybe, baby, I’m a hooker too

And I’m hearin' that familiar tune

They made a hooker out of you

And maybe I’m a hooker too

And maybe I’m a hooker too

And maybe I’m a hooker too