Allen Ward - The Clinical Queen

I walk in the bar, I see you there
Deep dark eyes and long blonde hair
Look around the room searching for a man
There's something you don't understand

You prance around the bar looking like a dream
Passing out your pussy like it's damn good weed
You ask yourself if you will find your king
But A good man don't want the whore they call the clinical Queen

You've been seen at the clinic 6 times this year
It's a regular occurrence from what I hear
You're still searching for Mr. Right
But you'll fuck any man that's in your sight

You prance around the bar looking like a dream
Passing out your pussy like it's damn good weed
You ask yourself if you will find your king
But A good man don't want the whore they call the clinical Queen

Men like me think we can calm you down
But there's got to be at least one good whore in every town

You prance around the bar looking like a dream
Passing out your pussy like it's damn good weed
You ask yourself if you will find your king
But a good man don't want the whore they call the clinical Queen

Written by:
Allen Ward

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