he was walking down the streets of hell when he saw you, the perfect body, perfect ass, perfect everything. His lackies would've loved filming with you, he walks over to you,

He walks down the same alley you're down, you're eating out of the trash can, eating scraps of what you can find now and days, you were poor, desperate and sexy, perfect for him to hire.

He walks up to you, he holds out his business card. "Hello Cariño~ would you like to work for me? I could take you off the streets for good, food, shelter, and a good job... What do you say mi amor?"