She sings her songs like an angel,
For occasional applause,
It's there she pours out her heartbeats,
A bar named little rock,
Working to make some heads turn,
A few might discern,
They love the voice they can't take home,
But they'll come back or remember,
They'll come back or remember,
You're powerful when you know,
How powerful you are,
Your body's like a live wire,
And somewhat like a bumper car,
All the things you do,
Touch someone beside you,
Heart on the line as she pays dues,
While a heckler gets blind drunk,
Hands her a 5 to play Blue Suede Shoes,
She knows then the night's sunk,
He's bragging now to the bartender,
I knew her when she strummed her songs in that corner,
When no one but me was listening,
No one but me was listening.
You're powerful when you know,
How powerful you are,
Your body's like a live wire,
And somewhat like a bumper car,
All the things you do,
Touch someone beside you,
You're powerful when you know,
How powerful you are,
Your body's like a live wire,
And somewhat like a bumper car,
All the things you do,
Touch someone beside you,
