Heroin Chic

She loves the tweak

How it makes her geek

When she reaches that peak

She’s a sexual freak

Call her heroin chic

A glass head

A coke head

Her own sense of style

The life of the party

Likes to stay for a while

She comes from a world

Where she lives like a star

And flashbulbs go off

When she valets her car

She thinks she looks cool

When she lays by the pool

Just to watch the men drool.

She looks like a fool

Thinking she’s some girl still in school!

She used to be sexy,

And sassy, and classy

(with a small touch of trashy).

She was smart, she knew art,

She would laugh when Id fart!

She was down with it, up for it,

Part of it, into it,

Cool with it, made it fit,

Showed me her tit

(even taught me the word clit),

Always gave a shit

then one day she didnt anymore,

and that was it.

I still call her friend

And she calls me one too.

She still claims to have the flu

And I have to say BOO,

Its me youre talking to.

She laughs for a minute,

Flashes a smile,

She knows I can say that

Because I walk the same mile.

Honey, I love you,

and I know we’re just teasing,

but your’e one to talk

still allergy season?

I love her

She’s heroin chic

A poster child for the lif