She had lips like sin and a purse full of pills,
said, “Daddy’s rich, but I like poor boy thrills
Wore a dress like a napkin and heels that killed,
lit her cigarette with unpaid bills
Took me back to her motel lair, said,
“We don’t need names, just sweat in the air”
She rode me like a rumor and disappeared, vanished like rent on welfare
Her bathroom stank like vodka and crime,
her thong on the floor was a warning sign
She moaned like a ghost and left a crime scene,
whispering sweet shit about being clean
I woke up with scratches and a stiletto bruise,
checked my phone-four condoms, no clues
There’s glitter in my teeth and lube in my shoes,
but I still smile when I spread the news
Champagne and chlamydia, that’s her perfume
Sucking innocence straight outta the room
She don’t kiss, she brands you in sweat
Makes a mess outta men and a prayer of regret
Champagne and chlamydia, that’s her grace
She’ll fuck you so hard, you forget your faith
I saw her two weeks later in a micro skirt,
winking at a judge like guilt don’t hurt
Said, “You got tested, baby? ” with that smirk so mean,
then left with a cop and her record clean
She’s a Friday night STD with Sunday school lies,
spreads legs like wings and hell in disguise
I should’ve known when she asked for my sign,
and told me her safe word was `mine’
She don’t do aftercare, just aftershocks
Leaves lipstick prints on mugshots and cocks
She’s a cautionary tale in designer lace
And I still pray for a second taste
Champagne and chlamydia, that’s her perfume
Sucking innocence straight outta the room
She don’t kiss, she brands you in sweat
Makes a mess outta men and a prayer outta regret
Champagne and chlamydia, that’s her grace
She’ll fuck you so hard, you forget your faith
If you meet her, run-or just fuck and pray
Either way, you won’t sleep, but it’s worth it anyway