Lyrics Hot Dog Hooker - Ayesha Erotica

He said, "Hey there, hoochie (Hoochie)
I've seen you walkin' your poochie (Poochie)"
Two questions, "What's his name?"
And "Can I catch a peek of your boobies?"
I said, "Hey there, mister
You used to fuck with my sister
Yeah, Kiki is her name
And you paid money once just to kiss her"

I was just headed down The Wawa (The Wawa)
For some hundreds and a sub (A little provolone)
I know it's only half a mile to walk there
But you've got room up in the front, ooh

Hot Dog Hooker
I know I'm not much of a looker
But I'm your Hot Dog Hooker
Just walkin' down the street
Yeah, I'm a Hot Dog Hooker
Got weenies up in the cooker
I'm a Hot Dog Hooker
Just let me be your freaky prostitute

(Hot Dog Hooker)
(Your freaky prostitute)
(Huh-uh)

She said, "Hey there, hussie
I know you're makin' that money (Ah)
But me and my kids are hungry
Could you whip us up somethin' yummy?" (So yummy)
I said, "Hey there, bitchy (Hi)
I'm off to have me a quickie (Slut)
But I'll be back in, like, ten
So could you maybe wait until then?" (Maybe wait until then)

'Cause there's this guy parked right beside me (Parked right beside me)
He said he might have forty bucks (I've got twenties, baby)
If I let him slide up inside me (Come into me, baby)
And fuckin' rearrange my guts, ooh

Hot Dog Hooker
I know I'm not much of a looker
But I'm your Hot Dog Hooker
Just walkin' down the street
Yeah, I'm a Hot Dog Hooker
Got weenies up in the cooker
I'm a Hot Dog Hooker
Just let me be your freaky prostitute

(Hot Dog Hooker)
(Your freaky prostitute)
(Huh-uh)

Ooh, oh
I know I'm just a Hot Dog Hooker (Oh)
But, baby, I could be your girl (I could be your girl)
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Hot Dog Hooker
I know I'm not much of a looker
But I'm your Hot Dog Hooker
Just walkin' down the street
Yeah, I'm a Hot Dog Hooker
Got weenies up in the cooker
I'm a Hot Dog Hooker
Just let me be your freaky prostitute

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Just let me be your freaky prostitute