A SPANDEX DRESS AND FISHNET HOSE

IN THE POURING RAIN IT WAS BITTER COLD

THEY FOUND HER THERE LYING IN THE STREET

WHERE SHE'D BEEN TURNING TRICKS SINCE SEVENTEEN

AND NO ONE KNEW HER NAME

NO ONE GAVE A SECOND THOUGHT WHEN THEY PUT HER IN A COUNTY GRAVE

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SHE WAS SOMEONE'S CHILD, A PRECIOUS MIRACLE

SHE MADE SOMEONE SMILE, BORN BEAUTIFUL

EVEN THOUGH SHE HEARD A DIFFERENT DRUM

AND WALKED A DIFFERENT MILE

SHE WAS SOMEONE'S CHILD

SHADY SCHEMES AND CROOKED DEALS

HE WOULD TELL YOU LIES WITH NERVES OF STEEL

IT'S JUST WHITE COLLAR CRIME NO ONE GETS HURT

HE SAYS IF YOU'RE THAT DUMB IT'S JUST WHAT YOU DESERVE

NOW HE CAN'T STAND THE SMELL

OR THE LIGHT THAT'S ALWAYS ON IN HIS EIGHT BY TEN FOOT CELL

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THEY STRIPPED HIM BARE AND BEAT HIM DOWN

AND GIFTED HIM WITH A THORNY CROWN

WHO WAS THIS MAN THIS REBELIOUS JEW

WHO DIED FOR ME, WHO DIED FOR YOU

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