Jezebel Memphis May Fire

[Verse 1]
She's on the prowl
She wants it all
And she'll stop at nothing
Everyone knows
She's well aware of the fact
That her self respect was long lost
On her search for something

[Verse 2]
First in line
To give it up to the guy at the bar
Buying two drinks at a time
One track mind
It's disgusting that she thinks
She's got it all figured out

[Verse 3]
But what she doesn't know
Is that to us she's just another one of them
Girls like you are a dime a dozen

[Chorus]
Just leave! Just leave!
We're all better off without your disease, disease!
Take your pick from the willing
But you'll never get me
It's obvious the stage is all that you see
So take your pick from the willing
But you'll never get me