Lori Meyers NOFX

Lori Meyers used to live up stairs

Our parents had been friends for years

Almost every afternoon we’d play forbidden games

At nine years old there’s no such thing

It wasn’t recognition of her face,

what brought me back was a familiar mark

As it flashed across the screen.

I bought some magazines, some video tape scenes

Incriminating acts I felt that I could save

Who the hell are you to tell me how to live?

You think I sell my body; I merely sell my time

I ain’t no Cinderella, I ain’t waiting for no prince to save me,

In fact until just now I was doin’ just fine

And on and on

I know what degradation feels like

I felt it on the floor of the factory

Where I worked long before, I took control

Now I answer to me

The 50K I make this year will go anywhere I please

Where’s the problem?