Corner Talk

She’s been a fixture as long as i’ve lived here on the corner most every night
for the last six years
When she’s not there I worry about her and think of all of the women who’ve
disappeared
We’ve made friendly acquaintance and sometimes we talk she likes the way that I
smile and sing as I walk
I like her fabulous outfits, the proud way she moves, she says
«I used to be a dancer some grace you don’t lose
I’ve made some choices, some were made for me for the way I survive I make no
apology
It’s a hard job and thankless but someone’s gotta do it, old lonely’s not
leaving and neither’s my habit
Everybody and somebody don’t always meet up, I’m the salvation for those left
without
For those left without, those living small lies what I provide can’t be
measured in nickels and dimes.»
I ask, «what about the bad dates don’t you ever get scared?» «Well I’ve had my share honey but it’s fear I can bear
I don’t let it rule me it’s just one of the risks when the lawmakers won’t
admit that they’ve ever been tricks
And hypocrisy flows thicker than oil out of iraq all their so-called morality
just makes me laugh
I’m stronger than eggshells, I’m tougher than luck, i’ve never been despised so
much or hit so hard, I couldn’t get back up
I couldn’t get back up, I couldn’t get back up
She’s been a fixture as long as i’ve lived here on the corner most every night
for the last six years
When she’s not there I worry about her, think of all of the women who’ve
disappeared
I think of all of the women who disappeared, I think of all of the women who’ve
disappeared…