She was born in a handbag
Love left
on a doorstep
What she lacks is a backup
Nothing seems to make a dent
Gonna find her some money honey
Try to pay her rent
That's the kind of protection everyone is shouting about
First thing she learns is
she's a citizen
Some things they turn out right
When you're under the USA
Something rings a bell
and it's all over
She's going out her way
Stealing for that one good rush
Day-In Day-Out
Stay-In Fade-Out
She could use a little money
She's hangin' on his arms
like a cheap suit
She's got no money, honey
She's on the other side
Oh come on little baby
Late night, big town,
police, shake down
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