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Verse 1
I know a fat girl she wears a orange skirt
You give her twenty dollars and you can do work
She'll take food stamps and a traveller's cheque
Because her hair and her face and her life's a wreck
She wears a bright blonde wig some high heeled pumps
She's down in the dumps so she's sellin' her rump
She's a hot little momma and she works every day
If you wanna pay to play here's where she stays
She's at the...
Chorus
(bristol hotel) room 515
(the bristol hotel) where that at? (jamaica, queens!)