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I am you!

 

 

 

I .... am .... you ....

you

the girl from the rice fields

lying on her back 

in the sack

in a dirty, stinking cell

in Patpong hell

 

 

I... am... you

 

 

you learnt the ropes at the age of eight

because the state 

in which you live

did not know how to give 

to those in need

indeed

 

the only way your parents knew

to make any money

was to sell the only asset that they had

and that... was... you

 

you

you,you

 

come in, come see

you no like me

Me love you long time

 

and where's the crime 

in seeing that this little girl

earns some money 

to liven up her little world

 

you know she likes it

she's not like the rest

she really thinks that I'm the best

she's ever had

 

My god how sad!

 

She's a girl with a number

picked off a stage

she makes her daily wage

by having sex with men like you

and what would you do?

I'd do the same 

I'd play the game 

I'd play you like a pawn

I'd have nothing but scorn 

for the men who raped me

for a price

and then expected me 

to say how nice

I thought it was

because

 

I hate to be the one

to burst your bubble

but you're just a john

 

to her you're just a dollar bill

she can and will

 

play the actress game

 

but not for fame

 

and who can blame her

 

and who the fuck are you to shame her

by calling her a whore

she's a person,

a woman,

and so much more 

'cause she's done things 

that you could never do

I mean, she's fucked a hundred men like you

and all to make a wage

 

She was forced up on that stage.

 

So for me to say 

 

I ... am .... you

 

isn't really true 

I am not you 

I am me 

and as such I am free 

to come and see 

Patpong

 

but you

you're on the stage and dancing bare 

and all the rich falang they stare

 

I am glad that I'm not you

dancing in a human zoo

I could never do the things you do 

 

but you

you're a poor girl from Vietnam

you make a living any way you can

the mantra comes with apparent ease

Vietnamese

Aim to please

make a living on your knees

 

but it's not like you had a choice

it's not like you have a voice

 

You

You, you

come in, come see

 

You're a possible escape 

for a girl like me





Fri vers av Lucius
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Publicerad 2007-09-12 18:31



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