(spoken)

is she really puttin' out for crack ?
well, there she is...let's ask her
mrs. cartman...is that crack you're smokin' ?
mm-hmm
gee, it must be great whoring for it
are you pickin' up any more men today ?
uh huh
by the way...how do you meet them ?

i tell them i'm a cocaine whore
i turn around and smile at them
you get the picture ? (yes, we see)
that's all i'm good for...a hooker for some crack

my whole life, i've been foolin' around (round round)
they say i come from the wrong side of town
(that's so mean to say you're from the wrong side of town)
first came boys...i loved the lads
then came drugs...then it got bad
that's all i'm good for...a hooker for some crack

one day, i found somebody to screw
but he had no money when we were through
(whatcha mean? that he had no money when he's through)
i laid there and asked him why
he said "just give this drug a try"
that's all i'm good for...a hooker for some crack

(spoken)

the man just smiled and plied me with drugs
my rage was beginning to slow
as he drove away on that lonely night
i begged him for some more
he called me absurd...he told me no !
no no no no no no no no no
trip out ! trip out ! trip out ! trip out !

i feel so helpless...what can i do ?
remembering all the men i've been through
on the street, they stop and stare
i must have the drugs, so i don't care
i'll never forget i'm a hooker for some crack

a hooker for some crack...gimme some
a hooker for some crack...gimme some
a hooker for some crack...gimme some
a hooker for some crack...gimme some