nothing she wouldn't do.

The woman on the corner
Sells sex and drug's
Just to get by
Beaten by thugs
Owned by the pimp in blue

The battles day to day
She goes through
To feed her children of two

The woman on the corner
Lost her husband
Shot dead on the street
Sells sex and drugs
So her kids
Can eat

Hours after hours
This woman gets beat
Ripped apart
To put shoes
Upon their feet

Owned by the pimp in blue
Nothing she wouldn't do
Cries tears after dark
If only you knew

The woman on the corner
Sells sex and drugs
No choice
In who she sleeps with
Dirty rotten thugs
Often shooting up
To numb the tears she cries
Sleeping with many
Upon high wings she fly's

Owned by the pimp in blue
Her husband dead
If only he knew
The path she has to live
Nothing she wouldn't give
To see him again
Living in the moment
of make pretend

The woman on the corner
sells sex and drugs
Owned by the pimp in blue
If only her husband
wasn't dead
She's have a different
life instead

The woman on the corner
Sells sex and drugs
Just to get by
Beaten by thugs
Owned by the pimp in blue

Living in the memories of you.