Story Behind the Song
I wrote this song about a heroin addict prostitue I met in Nashville, TN.
Lyrics
Fifty dollars and they don't know my name
Fifty dollars and I treat 'em just the same
Just another hour to go
An intermission and another show
Here's fifty dollars and they don't know my name
Take another turn and they don't know my name
I'll make another turn and treat 'em just the same
Just another hour for me
Another hour of bad company
Take another turn and they don't know my name
High, high, high
High, high, high
High, high, high
High, high, high
And there’s no escape tonight
In this never-ending game
And there’s no use asking why it makes me cry
But there’s fifty dollars and they don’t know my name
Take another shot and they don’t know my name
Take another shot to try and kill this pain
I feel it burning in my ear
How the hell did I end up here
Take another shot and they don’t know my name
High, high, high
High, high, high
High, high, high
High, high, high
And there’s no escape tonight
In this never-ending game
And there’s no use asking why it makes me cry
But there’s fifty dollars and they don’t know my name
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