And, she.

She got caught up in a dead end job,
And all she had wanted to do was to do a little hop;
In indulgences, she gave her free time to shop,
And in men she has a recent fetish for cops.
But in the men she bed they pushed her to be on top,
No one knows, but she still spends her nights in between sobs.

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