Today is the day,
the day i leave.
The day i tear that dress apart,
spill red ink over those expensive silks;
destroy all those gifts from men i do not love.
Roxanne, is my name.
I live in the red light district...
Roxanne is what they named me...
But I'm not Roxanne
Roxanne never existed, and she isn't ever going to,
I won't let her...
This is my life, not Roxanne's,
though she's been in control, its still not hers.
I'll cut those silky tresses, and close those eyes forever,
I'll sew shut that oficious mouth forever...
She won't ever be heard ever again...
especially by me
I'll dress her up,
she'll be gorgeous, sensual, spectacular, the star...
They'll look at her, and they won't ever take their eyes off her;
She'll be the star, everything she wanted...
I'll give it to her, she won't ever have to yell at me,
she won't ever have to look at me again...
We all lose our charms in the end,
so why not have fun while its last...
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