Turn, turn, turn, turn
Its a new kind of slavery
When our tricks became our ties
We are all chopped by the same, knife
But I keep looking feminine
And sexually available
Celebrities and cigarettes
But now
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
And now
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
Arent we all hookers
Turn
And like a superstition
I try to realize
I was in the wrong area
With only one purpose
And now
Arent we all
But now
Arent we all hookers now
But I keep looking feminine
And sexually available
Celebrities and cigarettes
But now
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
But now
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
Arent we all
Turn
Arent we all hookers