You Could Love Me As A Wife
Should that be all I'll ever need?
Or is there more I'm looking
An d look for blessings in disguise?
Is that really what you want?
Cause I am a whore, I do confess
I put you on just like a wedding dress
I'm a prodigal with no way home,
put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle,
run down the aisle to you
So could you love this bastard child
With one hand in a pot of gold
And with the other in your sight
Cause I am so easily satisfied
By the call of a lover so last while
And I would take a little cash
over your very flesh and blood
Cause I am a whore, I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle,
Well, I'm a prodigal with no way home
But I put you on just like a ring of gold
So I am a whore, I do confess
I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle,
Well, I'm a prodigal with no way home
I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle,
Well, I am a whore, I do confess
And I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle,
Well, I'm a prodigal with no way home
And I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle,
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