My clothes fell down, Hadn't tried to
I think I cried as those big clean women treated me cruel.
They gave all their money, stripped at the bar,
Now I just lay here feelin' all funny
I'm drinkin' a round after earnin' my car

So now I feel, So now I feel,
And now I'm fried, at my sipping post,
fried at my sipping post,
fried at my sipping post,
My Ford, can't keep it runnin'.

My pimp sold me, yeah for ten twenty-two ($10.22)
And I had to drop down and be your baby, Had to pleasure you
My body feels so hollow, and I hope the soon it's done
But my life is all the same, and my job will never change,
My pride has come undone

Thus I still feel, Yeah I still Feel
Like I've been fried at the sipping post
Wined at the sipping post,
Dined at the sipping post,
I'm bored, and I feel like drinkin'.

So then I feel, it's then I feel,
Maybe I'm fine for a flippin' cost
Fine cause I overdosed
Pride as the grinding slowed,
I whored, and my body is ailing