The bristol hotel

[Verse 1] I know a fat girl, she wears a orange skirt You give her twenty dollars and you can do work She'll take food stamps and a traveller's cheque Because her hair and her face and her life's a wreck She wears a bright blonde wig, some high heeled pumps She's down in the dumps so she's sellin' her rump She's a hot little momma and she works every day If you wanna pay to play, here's where she stays She's at the...