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Everlast

Sad Girl

 

Sad Girl

(album: White Trash Beautiful - 2004)


I seen her at a stoplight on Alverano
Was sitting in a pearl white Eldorado
In a gangsta lean, she was revving the throttle
Got a sticker on the bumper, say's she like techano

She looked like Selena
The truth couldn't be plainer
She like a gangster boogie
Her Mommy calls her Cookie

Her friends call her a sad girl
'Coz her man went away
And he ain't never coming back
So cry another tattoo sea

Sad girl living on the east side of the city
Proud woman boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl, got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

I seen her at the market, she was pushing a stroller
Smoking on a cigarette, drinking a soda
Laughing at a joke that somebody just told her
Got her baby's name tattooed on the back of her shoulder

She looked like an Angel
She talked like the Devil
She feels like a stranger
She lived like a rebel

She's a sad girl
'Coz her man went away
And he ain't never coming back
So cry another tattoo sea

Sad girl living on the east side of the city
Proud woman boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl, got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

Face sad girl, we can take this slow
Baby, what you looking for? Let me know
You say you wanna man that can give you some dough
You say, "Buy my baby shoes and buy him a coat
And buy my baby food to put down his throat"
I won't play you like a hoe, it ain't like that, yo
Let me holla at you later, we can go to the show
I ain't tryna rock the boat, I'm tryna keep you afloat

I seen her at the post office mailing a letter
She couldn't send no money but she made him a sweater
She's talking on the pay phone and something upset her
I really wanna hold her but I only just met her

But I could tell she'd been crying
She said she felt like dying
She never been so alone, no
She gotta make it on her own now

She's a sad girl
'coz her man went away
And he ain't never coming back

Sad girl living on the east side of the city
Proud woman boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl, got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

Sad girl
Sad girl
Sad girl
...

done

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