She found out the world is cold when She was young
She found her mom on the couch dead after being slayed by a john
As she got older she told herself she would never be the same
But on her 18th birthday she had a different mind frame
A Man she thought she loved had her caught up in the mind games
He turned her out and choked her up an put her on the corner to make change
She feels like dirt and it hurts
But she can hear mama say "I love you baby, and you've got to get it now cause if you don't you might not make it out"
Thinking of her mother she knew she had to get out quick
Before she ends up in a dark alley with her throat slit
But what is a young girl to do when all she knows is to prostitute
Her pimp made it clear "If you wanna leave you can leave, but I will find you with ease"
She sold her soul to devil his horns were in disguise an his pitch fork was in the form of an expensive watch
Now she has no place to go no place to call home
Unless she is under a john turning tricks to make funds
But she knew it had to end so she sat there an thought
Then picked up the phone to dial up an old friend..
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