Doing my Doctorate in Sin at that Porno Theater in Times Square

Remember those years in that tiny walk up
You were writing erotica hoping to get discovered 
I was working on my doctorate in sin 
Doing night work at that porno theater in Times Square 
That was dingy NYC 
Long before organic 
When Holly was working the Lincoln Tunnel entrance 
You could get a quick suck for five bucks 
Nobody cared if she had too many teeth 
or if she was really a she 
Life was less complicated back then 
Holly bought mouthwash in industrial quantities 
Hygiene on the fly still important  
If any money was left over at the end of the month 
We went to the Scorpio bar on 14th between B and C 
No hipsters back then 
Just real people in dollar store clothes   
Happy for a few snorts and a couple of rot gut chasers 
There's no happy ending   
Continuance is all you get 
It was a soiled life   
We got older and then real jobs   
Then we got better clothes   
The mac and cheese life rolled over 
Looking back it was romantic in a dime store way 
We laughed at our poverty 
Grateful to have had the moment 
A love affair in sordid NYC 
We didn't overdose 
That was good