Trishy, little dishy's got a red dress on, Stiletto heels and lips so wet you would die. All the boys in the street at night Hopin' little Trishy'll be their dishy tonight. I wonder who she's seeing tonight, A dozen Romeo's standing in line. Party's over when the sun begins to shine.
She trades her tricks for traveler's cheques. She won't find love while the meter ticks. Says, "Talk is cheap, gotta pay to play." What ever happened to turn a girl that way ?
Trishy, little dishy's got a big black eye. Backhanded payment, she wants to die. All the boys in the street at night, Can't they see that Trishy's just a child ?
Mama says "Trishy's out of control." "I know she's long gone & lost her soul." Daddy says... "She's got to go !"
But then again, he taught her all she knows !
Trishy says she's happy to please. Life's not so easy. Oh poor Trishy !
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