Texty

In this dirty old part of the city Where the sun refuse to shine People tell me there ain't no use in tryin' My little girl, you're so young and pretty And one thing I know is true You're gonna die before your time is due I can't take anymore, what are we waiting for? We gotta get out of this place If it's the last thing we ever do We gotta get out of this place Girl, there's a better life for me and you You see, my daddy in bed and dying You see, his hair been turnin' gray He's been working and slavin' his life away Every day he's been working, yeah He's been working, yeah He's been working, working, working We gotta get out of this place If it's the last thing we ever do We gotta get out of this place Girl, there's a better life for me and you Girl, there's a better life for me and you
Writer(s): Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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