48th Streets Favorite Child

Sad so young and yet so old

Had of her body mind and soul

Mad at the world and what it shows her

Bad that’s how everybody knows her

When she was small her parents would beat her for her own good

Everything she said and did was misunderstood

Her momma would hide in a bottle of pills not to face the gloom

Her daddy would come home late at night and sneak into her room

Girl of the night does your momma and daddy know you’re out there

Working the streets body for hire with anyone anywhere

Shooting the pain trying to pretend that you’re the only one

Living in style 48th street favorite child

She ran away to the streets alone

He turned her on one night and took her home

Gave her the prettiest ring she had ever seen

Furs, clothes, he made her feel like a teenage queen

Day by day he gained a little more control of her

Drugs and lies finally took a toll on her

He gave her a line and said baby I’m doing it all for you

If you really love me you’ll do anything I ask you too

Girl of the night does your momma and daddy know you’re out there

Working the streets body for hire with anyone anywhere

Shooting the pain trying to pretend that you’re the only one

Living in style 48th street favorite child

Life is a dim lit room in a cheap motel

Torn is the heart that knows it’s living in hell

Hands keep reaching out and groping her

Cash keeps killing more and more hope in her

Laying there she fantasizes what might have been

If she made enough money she’d never have to work the street again

She sleeps with a boy who promised to make a bride of her

How he made her abort the child she carried inside of her

Girl of the night does your momma and daddy know you’re out there

Working the streets body for hire with anyone anywhere

Shooting the pain trying to pretend that you’re the only one

Living in style 48th street favorite child

48th street favorite child