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歌词:Time Again. The Stories Are True. Streetwalker.


She was a streetwalker, her life was all gone
Couldn't understand how it all went wrong
Now she's on the corner $20 at a time
With her broken spirit and her broken spine

Getting beaten and raped and left for dead
How she got here will it never be said?
With blood from her nose, pipe burns on her lips
Bruises on her eyes and bruises on her hips

Will she ever learn that she'll never win?

Streetwalker, walking down the avenues
Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news

Days go by and years do too
She's still got a face that's black and blue
To her it's like a dream, she forgot what's real
The crack's the only high that she still feels

She had 3 kids that she left behind
From some dude who traded sex for a dime
And she still don't care about nothing but dope
It's the only way that she knows how to cope

Will she ever learn that she'll never win?

Streetwalker, walking down the avenues
Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news

She was killed by the streets

Streetwalker, walking down the avenues
Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news