Mr. Spitzer, Number Nine,
Going down the Northeast Line,
If the whore is on some crack,
Do you want your money back?
*snort*
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I took my troubles to the Emperor Club.
Was kinda horny if ya get me, bub.
They've got a place up on 69th that's fine,
And they told me I would be called
Love Client number 9.
I told 'em that I was a flop with chicks.
They said that's somethin' that is easy t'fix.
''Just fifty-five hundred and you'll be doin' fine''
That's what they told me,
Love Client number 9.