Josie was one of those easy girls who had wide eyes,

and she was drawn in by the incense at the Mission Room Bar.

You know, once she got in, the boys attacked her like a movie star.

As soon as she got nervous she was drinkin' and smokin',

like a lover caught chokin' on another man's bone.

But clicking her heels wouldn't get her home,

she called me laughin' from a pay-phone.

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On this Tuesday afternoon,

Josie got caught in the Mission Room

Where the men are crazy and the women are too,

before you know it's Wednesday

In the afternoon, in the afternoon

Just before 2:15 in the morning,

Josie was doing the Hustle with a ruffneck named James.

And they were bumpin' and grindin' and grindin' and bumpin'.

As soon as she was willing, Jimmy's jeep was rollin',

and her lips were swollen from the fat shit she was tokin'.

By 4 o'clock his waterbed was broken,

she called me nervous from his cell-phone.

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It ended on a Wednesday afternoon.

Josie arrived at my apartment with mascara running down her cheeks.

She was crying like a baby, saying: What a mistake!

I had to sit on my hands to keep them from slapping her face.

'Cause as soon as I asked her if she used protection,

I saw Josie's complexion turn a shade of gray.

Now what am I supposed to say?

Just don't party on a weekday.

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