I'm a bride

I listen to Coltrane while I put on my pantyhose
I listen to Miles Davis while I dance to the men I don't know
It's a wild wild world for a girl especially for a whore

I was working on the streets with my boots and some bruises
Money for the kids for the boos and for my boots, man
It's a wild wild world for a girl especially for a whore

This Charlie something came one night
He came by myside and stood
He offered me a drink, a talk, a fuck, a ring
Three months ago I was a whore now I'm a bride

I'm a bride I'm a bride
For some I'm a drunk bride
For others I'm a red bride
Three months ago I was a whore, a big fat whore

Now I listen to Coltrane and put on my pantyhose just for you, Charlie
I listen to Miles Davis and dance for you, Charlie.
Man I miss the nights on the streets
The lights and the sins
Charlie, I miss being drunk but I need my money
Where are my boos? I'm sure marriage is not for me
For some I'm a drunk bride
For others I'm a red bride