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was o' so young Misshaped before my time Ride metallic monsters And there's mud in your eye For lady do or die It makes a woman bleed Can't give
It's another woman Hey, it could be me, it could be anyone Yeah, she got the energy to blind the sun And she make me glow She sparkle and I see
sung by Nina] All I ever wanted was for him to see Was that I was all the woman he would ever need I?ve given all of me so unselfishly And now he?s
taking her Though she kinda knew, What made the ride peaceful was the trees and the sky was blue Arrived to Middle-sex Prison about six inna morning Uneasy
she'd live with no arm That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light Handcuffed
daughter to be by her mother's side Time for this beautiful woman to become soft again Time for her to breathe, and not be told how or when She untangled
every morning in the face of a cop Because I used to take the nine and go ( *3 shots* ) So now I'm in prison and yo, it's like apartheid Modernized
Looking back now, I probably should've let him run He smelled like gin with a hint of her Up 'til then I wasn't sure But he swaggered by and said
woman with a young little pretty face They told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you Never