Oh, she is, who she is,
she is not yours, and not his,
she is her own person, after all,
not answerable to your beck and call
she is not yours, and not his,
she is her own person, after all,
not answerable to your beck and call
Works for you, be that as it may,
from the night, till the first shining ray,
you don't, though, own her my dear,
hear this one, loud and clear..!!
from the night, till the first shining ray,
you don't, though, own her my dear,
hear this one, loud and clear..!!
She may "sell her body" as, to us, you remind,
But her strong soul, intact, you shall find,
Calling her names, makes you 'unperson',
She is way above you, remember that, hon..!
But her strong soul, intact, you shall find,
Calling her names, makes you 'unperson',
She is way above you, remember that, hon..!
She gets through her life, dignity intact,
Do what you wish, her strength, you cannot extract,
In front of her, a tiny creature, you seem,
her courage, you cannot find, in your wildest dream
Do what you wish, her strength, you cannot extract,
In front of her, a tiny creature, you seem,
her courage, you cannot find, in your wildest dream
Her daughter studies, her son eats,
while you, lurk around, in the damn streets,
she is her own rock, her own sea,
which try as you might, you cannot be
while you, lurk around, in the damn streets,
she is her own rock, her own sea,
which try as you might, you cannot be
So take your judgement, gulp it back in,
your sense of entitlement, throw it in the bin,
She is paid, for a service, and nothing more,
don’t you DARE, ever call her a whore..!!
your sense of entitlement, throw it in the bin,
She is paid, for a service, and nothing more,
don’t you DARE, ever call her a whore..!!
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