Traci Lords
by:
Vanderbuyst
Her friends called her Kristy but she is Traci On the cover of the magazine She said she was twenty and though she showed plenty She had the eyes of a teen
She was all Lust and lechery A man's wet dream But not who she claimed to be Sha was only sixteen
Traci Lords, already in heat Sweet sixteen, queen of the scene Traci Lords, covered in pearls Sweet sixteen, on top of the world
She knew what she wanted so headed for Valley Soon her films filled the shelves Dripping honey and moaning for money She knew how to please a man
