she's just seventeen
could have been a beauty queen
now her left cheek is bruised
so she covers it with rouge
she has strawberry hair
bright lips and skin so fair
takes a hit of her cigarette
as a spider spins his web
bad man in a fancy car
he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"
bad man rolled his window down
he said "I'm your way out"
bad man in a fancy car
he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"
bad man rolled his window down
he said "I'm your way out"
she's just seventeen
a vision in painted-on jeans
she's a hooker by night
a shadow in the distant light
somebody's pulling over
another man undercover
he flashes money from inside
as honey drips from the hive
bad man in a fancy car
he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"
bad man rolled his window down
he said "I'm your way out"
bad man in a fancy car
he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"
bad man rolled his window down
he said "I'm your way out"
she lost her way in
now she's trying to get out
she's climbing a barbed-wire fence
but he's holding her down down
bad man in a fancy car
he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"
bad man rolled his window down
he said "I'm your way out"
bad man in a fancy car
he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"
bad man rolled his window down
he said "I'm your way out"