Stripper

Shimmering lights around the stage.
Here she comes to dance the night away.
Glitter is her stage name today,
but in the morning it will change.
The lies you sell to make a buck
Isn't the way she feels with luck.
Twisting and sliding around the pole
lots of men scream and woe.
She starts to feels numb and cold.
As the night starts to end,
she begins to cry to a friend.
Why do we do this for
As the boss comes through the door
"Good job girls, The men want more 
so saddle up you bunch of whores.
This life we made isn't all its cracked up you see.
The money is great but for what price we pay.
It will never be what you really see or say...