OK, sorry, this features the worst prostitute of any song ever made. Dee Dee Ramone's semi-biographical tune about hustling is from the vantage point of a poor, sad hustler who never gets work. He's also a fruit-loops loony, slashing up some guy, which he claims "proved that I'm no sissy." Well, at least the knifeplay should get him off the street. And you don't wanna be a sissy in the Big House.