David Bowie "'Tis a Pity She Was a Whore" lyrics

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'Tis a Pity She Was a Whore

Man, she punched me like a dudeHold your mad hands, I cried'Tis a pity she was a whore'Tis my curse, I supposeThat was patrolThat was patrolThis is the war

Black struck the kiss, she kept my cockSmote the mistress, drifting on'Tis a pity she was a whoreShe stole my purse, with rattling speedThat was patrolThis is the war'Tis a pity she was a whore

'Tis a pity she was a whore

Man, she punched me like a dudeHold your mad hands, I cried'Tis a pity she was a whore'Tis my face, I supposeThat was patrolThat was patrol'Tis a pity she was a whore

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