Three Little ***s
There were three little whores
One lived in the trash and one lived behind the stores
The last one lived in royalty in her own hotel room
In a few days, each of them would see their doom
The first one hid in an alley of darkness
Just waiting for a guy to lift up her dress
A tall, dark man came up close to her
She was unaware of what was to occur
With a flash of a blade, the alley echoed with screams
She then realized that being a whore was not the start of her dreams
The tall, dark man hunted for his next whore
He then stumbled upon the back entrance of a grocery store
She smiled up at him as she held her cigarette lite
Not knowing that her life would end with a fight
With another flash of his blade, she screamed in horror
She now saw that her wasted life was now over
At a nice hotel, that tall, dark man knew that there was one there
For the smell of stench and cheap perfume filled the air
He saw one immediately and followed her path
The princess of whores was going to take a bath
Leaving her door open and laying in the water,
She saw a pair of dark eyes watching her
She stepped out of the water with a smile
And asked, "Hey sweetheart, you been following me for a while?"
Removing his hood and revealing a murderous face
She ran towards the door in a fast pace
He stopped her, grabbing her by the hair
But she fought back, hoping this would end fair
Glass and metal objects flew across the room
The whore was trying anything to escape her doom
He finally caught her in his arms, pausing the fight
And said in his deep voice, "Stupid whore, you think you're doing something right?"
He tossed her to the floor, hovering over
Ripping and slashing the insides out of her
He stole an organ, thinking of it as a piece of art
And that organ was her very heart
It beated in his hand for a minute
Then he drained every drop of blood from it
He wrote on the wall, "There were three little whores..."
One lived in the trash and one lived behind the stores
The last one lived in royalty in her own hotel room
In a few days, each of them would see their doom
The first one hid in an alley of darkness
Just waiting for a guy to lift up her dress
A tall, dark man came up close to her
She was unaware of what was to occur
With a flash of a blade, the alley echoed with screams
She then realized that being a whore was not the start of her dreams
The tall, dark man hunted for his next whore
He then stumbled upon the back entrance of a grocery store
She smiled up at him as she held her cigarette lite
Not knowing that her life would end with a fight
With another flash of his blade, she screamed in horror
She now saw that her wasted life was now over
At a nice hotel, that tall, dark man knew that there was one there
For the smell of stench and cheap perfume filled the air
He saw one immediately and followed her path
The princess of whores was going to take a bath
Leaving her door open and laying in the water,
She saw a pair of dark eyes watching her
She stepped out of the water with a smile
And asked, "Hey sweetheart, you been following me for a while?"
Removing his hood and revealing a murderous face
She ran towards the door in a fast pace
He stopped her, grabbing her by the hair
But she fought back, hoping this would end fair
Glass and metal objects flew across the room
The whore was trying anything to escape her doom
He finally caught her in his arms, pausing the fight
And said in his deep voice, "Stupid whore, you think you're doing something right?"
He tossed her to the floor, hovering over
Ripping and slashing the insides out of her
He stole an organ, thinking of it as a piece of art
And that organ was her very heart
It beated in his hand for a minute
Then he drained every drop of blood from it
He wrote on the wall, "There were three little whores..."