Didn't work out the way I thought
I must have mistaken myself
For someone I was not (oh, no)
So I pushed myself to see how far I could go
Didn't need to look that far
To learn what I needed to know
Didn't want to be a quitter
But I had to find my way
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long? (How long)
Will it take me to feel?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long until it's the way I thought it would be?
When I won't aim to please
And you watched me draw the line
Never to be cast again
In the same light (oh, no)
And I don't blame you, they were choices I made
Didn't want to let you down
But I can't play it that safe
In your mind am I a sinner?
Looking for relief?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long? (How long)
Will it take me to feel?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long until it's the way I thought it would be?
When I won't aim to please
When I won't aim to please
When I won't aim to please
No, I won't be a doll in your pretty dollhouse
No, I won't be the plaything that you can toss around
No, I won't be the child who lives for acceptance
No, I won't any longer live in my reflection
How long?
Will it take, oh-oh
How long?
Will it take me to feel?
How long?
Will it take, oh-oh
How long?
Will it take me to feel?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long? (How long)
Will it take me to feel?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long until it's the way I thought it would be?
When I won't aim to please
When I won't aim to please
When I won't aim to please
He said, "Hey there, hoochie (Hoochie)
I've seen you walkin' your poochie (Poochie)"
Two questions, "What's his name?"
And "Can I catch a peek of your boobies?"
I said, "Hey there, mister
You used to fuck with my sister
Yeah, Kiki is her name
And you paid money once just to kiss her"
I was just headed down The Wawa (The Wawa)
For some hundreds and a sub (A little provolone)
I know it's only half a mile to walk there
But you've got room up in the front, ooh
Hot-dog hooker
I know I'm not much of a looker
But I'm your hot-dog hooker
Just walkin' down the street
Yeah, I'm a hot-dog hookеr
Got weenies up in the cooker
I'm a hot-dog hookеr
Just let me be your freaky prostitute
She said, "Hey there, hussie
I know you're makin' that money (Ah)
But me and my kids are hungry
Could you whip us up somethin' yummy?" (So yummy)
I said, "Hey there, bitchy (Hi)
I'm off to have me a quickie (Slut)
But I'll be back in, like, ten
So could you maybe wait until then?" (Maybe wait until then)
'Cause there's this guy parked right beside me (Parked right beside me)
He said he might have forty bucks (I've got twenties, baby)
If I let him slide up inside me (Come into me, baby)
And fuckin' rearrange my guts, ooh
Hot-dog hooker
I know I'm not much of a looker
But I'm your hot-dog hooker
Just walkin' down the street
Yeah, I'm a hot-dog hooker
Got weenies up in the cooker
I'm a hot dog hooker
Just let me be your freaky prostitute
Ooh, oh
I know I'm just a hot-dog hooker (Oh)
But, baby, I could be your girl (I could be your girl)
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Hot-dog hooker
I know I'm not much of a looker
But I'm your hot-dog hooker
Just walkin' down the street
Yeah, I'm a hot-dog hooker
Got weenies up in the cooker
I'm a hot-dog hooker
Just let me be your freaky prostitute
I'm a—
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a—
I'm a—
I'm a—
I'm a—
I'm a—
I'm a—
Just let me be your freaky prostitute
You sure you wanna get in trouble?
Then make it double
You really don't know, huh?
'Cause you'll never see me like that
You're too good and I'm either too much or just not enough
I will consume you until you hate me
Love you so much you won't know that I fake it
And when you leave me, broken in pieces
You'll realise that you've never escaped me
¿Quieres venir para donde yo voy?
Honey, you really don't know me
A día de hoy lo que en el fondo soy
Es un mother-fucking-goblin
¿Quieres venir para donde yo voy?
Honey, you really don't know me
A día de hoy lo que en el fondo soy
Es un mother-fucking-goblin
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