Mumma

Amy's younger than the face she's got Walking hoping to make a little cash tonight, tonight She's dead inside hoping for another life Lipsticks redder than her blood, redder than her heart Everyone knows when she's in town Her heels hits the ground, calling out for another man Dear God, dear God, she's calling out, calling out She cries in the night, how has she got to this? She got it from her Mumma Her mumma said, take this bag to calm your head Mumma Take this back, look where she is and she can't turn back Mumma, Mumma said, be a good girl and earn your bread Mumma Take this back, I don't need this, I don't need this Amy's tired, more tired than the time it is Early hours of the morning, hoping to go She's angry inside hoping for another life But the men got love and the money's alright Everyone knows when she's in town Her heels hits the ground, calling out for another man Dear God, dear God, she's calling out, calling out She cries in the night, how has she got to this? She got it from her Mumma Her mumma said, take this bag to calm your head Mumma Take this back, look where she is and she can't turn back Mumma, Mumma said, be a good girl and earn your bread Mumma Take this back, I don't need this, I don't need this If only someone, hold her tight Tighter than the men tonight Hold her close, and tell her what her future holds Hold her right away Hold her tight, hold her tight Tighter than the men tonight Hold her close, hold her close and tell her what her future holds She got it from her Mumma Her mumma said, take this bag to calm your head Mumma Take this back, look where she is and she can't turn back Mumma, Mumma said, be a good girl and earn your bread Mumma