Chancroid (also known as soft chancre and ulcus molle) is a bacterial sexually transmitted infection characterized by painful sores on the genitalia. Chancroid is known to spread from one individual to another solely through sexual contact.
Chancroid is a bacterial infection caused by the fastidious Gram-negative streptobacillus Haemophilus ducreyi. It is a disease found primarily in developing countries, most prevalent in low socioeconomic groups, associated with commercial sex workers. In the United States socioeconomic status has not been found to be a factor in the spread of sexually transmitted diseases.
Chancroid, caused by H. ducreyi has infrequently been associated with cases of Genital Ulcer Disease in the US, but has been isolated in up to 10% of genital ulcers diagnosed from STD clinics in Memphis and Chicago.
Infection levels are very low in the Western world, typically around one case per two million of the population (Canada, France, Australia, UK and US). Most individuals diagnosed with chancroid have visited countries or areas where the disease is known to occur frequently, although outbreaks have been observed in association with crack cocaine use and prostitution.
When I think about those dog days
I was doing everybody wrong
Couldn't keep my thoughts straight
Coudln't keep my trousers on
Now I pray it's not too late
To take the chance before it's gone
That I don't go down that same road twice
That I won't be taking satan's advice
I must admit I've paid that price
But I'm saying goodbye to bad advice
People you can save your judgement
For somebody who might give a damn
Go and blow your two cents
On a horn in a traffic jam
At any rate it's much too late to blame myself for who I am
Just hope I don't go down that snake road twice
That I won't be taking another bite
I must admit temptation's nice
But I'm saying goodbye to bad advice, oh
You, bad advice.
I'm always making the same mistake
All this taking is hard to take
When I think about bygone days
I was doing everybody wrong
Always taking the long way
And ending up where I don't belong
Now I pray it's not too late to change the path I'm running on
Oh I hope I don't go down that same road twice
That I won't be taking satan's advice
I hope the memories will suffice
But I'm saying goodbye
I hope I don't go down that snake road twice
That I won't be taking another bite
I hope the memories will suffice
But I'm saying goodbye
I must admit temptation's nice
But I'm saying goodbye to bad advice
I'm saying goodbye to bad advice, ohh