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?