You're Fucking No One - Shilpa Ray

In 1983 I saw you naked on the street

Laid out in criminal graffiti

So why you now posing so differently to me

In disguise of a billion Duane Reades

Police taped and caged in

Perennial scaffolding

Buildings like prison bars

Made to look sexy

Million dollar lights

Products of prosperity

You’re just a concrete mess ripping at the seams

Hell, I’m still a table-flipper

I’m throwing punches in the dark

So keep your stuck-up hoes a-coming

To this cupcake mahal

You can make me count your blocks

You can change the way I walk

Change the speed of how I talk

But you can’t

Always get me off

Hell, I’ve got a famous fever

I love to shout loud in the dark

So keep your stuck-up hoes a’coming

Cause I know what you really are

Shove me out to places far

Away from the amusement park

Change your friends all you want

Cause you can’t

Always get me off

You burn me out, you burn me out

You burn me out, you burn me out

You burn me out, you burn me out

You burn me out, you burn me out

You burn me out

You burn me out

You burn me out

You burn me out

You burn me out

You burn me out

You burn me out