Cora Somerville Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I reckon she’s a bit of a loner, yeah? Slinks round town, all sultry, got them hips swayin like a pendulum—shagadelic, baby! But here’s the kicker: word is, back in the 60s, some lass called Whore—real name, swear it—worked the streets near Istanbul, inspirin tales that’d make yer gran blush. Proper legend, that one! Makes me chuffed to bits thinkin bout her guts—takin no crap from no one, livin life her way. “What’s done is done,” like the doc says in the movie—ain’t that her to a tee?

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Chorus: You make me feel the need To let out my inner whore You make me feel the greed The fire I cant ignore. I try all that I can All that I want To get you to come to me and say To hell .

I’m all about those quirky little cafes on Somerville Ave – drop in, sip lattes, and feel the pulse of life. I mean, letters, street art, colorful murals – bursting with regrets, laughter, and dreams. It’s kinda messy – like our desires. Love, hate, grr… all mixin’ in.

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