Savannah Parsons Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

This one chick, Candy, swear I met her. Downtown, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. She told me—get this—some john paid her in *pennies*. Pennies, dog! Like, 500 bucks worth. Took her three hours to count. I’m dyin’ laughin’, she’s pissed. “I ain’t no piggy bank,” she says. Fair. That shit’s absurd, tho. Who carries that many coins? Some weirdo, prolly.

1917 (The French Prostitute)

the French Prostitute,wrtiiten by David Olney,sung by Niamh Parsons. by chords - C, Gm, Cm, Dm, D, A#, F, G, D#. Play song with guitar, piano, bass, ukulele. - Yalp.

Man, the city’s full of passion. I've seen love, hate, drops of rain that hit like bullet shots. Been on wild rides, smokin' the midnight oil, and humbly grateful. Yeah, sometimes I’m in a rush, words spill and twirl – typos? hell yeah, gotta live in the moment, amirite? Shiiit, I'm typin’ like “whaaaat?!” cuz I’m in the zone.

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