Girl in High Heels

Who is this girl walking along?
With uncomfortable high heels
Which make her trip every other step
Forcing her bust almost out of her top
Which is tight and revealing

She walks into the bar
Seeing who is looking at her
She brushes her hair with her fingers
Brown, long hair covered in styling mousse
She smells like she has bathed in perfume
And what's this?! Not even a bra!

Is this girl wearing any knickers?
Perhaps she is wanting a bed for the night
Like a free prostitute, she sells herself
For personal indulgence, for image
And her self-esteem is dragging on the floor
For most of the night, she'll drink at the bar

A man approaches, hair standing on end
Wearing a striped shirt and jeans
He buys her a drink, she swallows it down
She pounces, they kiss and touch
Each other; even though, they only just met
Then off to the toilets for a night of regret