When my daughter told me that she wanted to be a trophy I had never heard the term and it was years before I knew what she meant. Yes, I see bimbos reading comic books on the beach while dirty old men admire their bodies. Amy is not a bimbo.
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace and go in style
Late at night a big old house gets lonely
I guess ev'ry form of refuge has its price
And it breaks her heart to think her love is
Only given to a man with hands as cold as ice
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