Bad talk about the place just around the corner,
About a secret place that leads to places warmer.
I’ve seen a young girl in a red dress all alone at night,
Black pumps, stilettos, they give her a little height.
Around the corner, around the corner,
Stay away.
Around the corner, around the corner,
Stay away, just stay away.
She speaks broken Italian to create a distraction,
From the makeup she has one for customer satisfaction.
Little games they come along as she wants to be a tease,
But behind those eyes are cries of help from the sleaze.
Around the corner, around the corner,
She’s a piece of bait.
Around the corner, around the corner,
We need to help her,
Before it’s too late.
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Electrical Vibration
PoetryWe may all have different and diverse backgrounds, but there is always something for everyone.
