In a smoke filled dive at half past five
On Second Avenue
She'll dance three shows without clothes
Except for high heeled shoes
They'll whistle and holler and throw her a dollar
Or more, if she gives them a wink
It's all just a game, no one feels her shame
I guess they never think
She's somebody's baby, she's somebody's girl
Hiding her pain behind glitter and pearls
No, she's not some nameless stranger
Born to drive the men wild
She's somebody's baby, maybe somebody's mama
She's somebody's child
She works the streets
Where the men she meets
Only think of her as a thing
No, she doesn't feel
To them she's no real
Not even and overnight fling
But find a cheap motel
And for money she'll sell
You an hour and her dignity
They won't remember her face
Only stocking and lace
'Cause no one wants to see
She's somebody's baby, she's somebody's girl
Hiding her pain behind glitter and pearls
No, she's not some nameless stranger
Born to drive the men wild
She's somebody's baby, maybe somebody's mama
She's somebody's child
But when the night is over and she needs a friend
She's lonely and longing, remembering when
Her heart wasn't hardened, her hopes weren't so dim
She thinks there's no way out of the hell she's in
She's somebody's baby, she's somebody's girl
Hiding her pain behind glitter and pearls
No, she's not some nameless stranger
Born to drive the men wild
She's somebody's baby, maybe somebody's mama
She's somebody's child

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