My Ex is a Porn Star

I glance at the picture
And start to laugh
How is this a picture
Of a porn star?
There she sits, head and her
Arms on her knees
How can she be in porn
With her head down?

Yeah, my ex is a porn star
No, I’m not stalking her
Yeah, I dated a porn star
No, I did not expect her
To become a ‘net porn star

I look back at the past
And wonder how
She got to be this way
Sure, I can laugh
But I’m not really proud
Of her life choice
She was my sad, shy one
But now she’s in...

Yeah, my ex is a porn star
No, I’m not stalking her
Yeah, I dated a porn star
But no, I did not expect
To see her naked on here

I wonder what he’ll think
When I tell him
I bet he couldn’t see
This one coming
“Hey dude, guess what I found
Our ex is here
A porn star on the ‘net
Could you see that?”

Yeah, our ex is a porn star
No, we’re not stalking her
Yeah, we dated a porn star
No, you can’t buy the pictures
Find your own you pervert

My mom has some pictures
Of a porn star
In the family photos
That makes me laugh
If only she knew it
What would she say?
“Hey mom, I went out with
A ‘net porn star.”

Yeah, my ex is a porn star
And I stare at the pic
In the visor of my car
And I wonder out loud
“What? Why are you a porn star?”