Courtesans

Well, courtesans Shed no tears When you leave them high and dry They just go on, They just go on To the next day 'Cause courtesans Only want Compensation for their time A few kind words, a few kind words They need not one A simple coat maybe a hat How I wish I could be like that But courtesans Are not like me They don't take love very hard Their hearts are free, Their hearts are free How avant-garde If no one loves them when they're old They'll sit and count their chains of gold You say you'll love them 'til they die And they don't care if it's a lie 'Cause courtesans Don't believe In anybody but themselves And Santa Claus, And Santa Claus And his twelve elves --- Courtesans - Magnetic Fields