She wakes up in the morning With a pain in her jet black head A decaf coffee in her hand She drives down to the office She dreams of taking it too far But today she'll pay the bills She won't think about the thrills
She's an all American girl And she will live and die in this man's world
Her eyes are black as leather And her hair is killer red How could she keep the baby When she can barely keep her head She don't owe nobody nothing And she ain't on the street But these drinks are getting heavy And these lips are getting weak Why she can't climb out of the sand
She's an all American girl And she will live and die in this man's world
Her lover never came home Today her best friend told her Something's gotta give somewhere Forcing circles into squares
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