Out in the streets, she’s feeling like a deadbeat Like dogs in heat, they’re howling out for fresh meat Used to be sweet, but daddy’s lil girls has to make ends meet Lost in the greed, and she’s never gonna win back her First-class seat
He catches her, everytime she falls Everybody wants your touch But this is feeling more than lust Sweet sensation
Blood-shot eyes, looking for salvation In disguise, she’s driven to damnation She had it all, before she let herself down into spin There’s no last call, the curtain never falls down where she’s been
