Thirty righteous bucks to the stiff at the counter and we were on our way to my place uptown. Sure she was missing a front tooth and had some scratches, a little wobbly on her feet, 'd lost a ring or two, who hasn't in this town. Yeah she'd lived a little. But look at that bone structure, will ya, those curves. And this one had the heart of a fighter, ladies and joims.
With some elbow grease and a little sandpaper sweet-talk, she cleaned up pretty nice...
