Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paula Cole
Paula Cole
Vocals
Jamshied Sharifi
Jamshied Sharifi
Synthesizer
Kevin Barry
Kevin Barry
Electric Guitar
Tionne Watkins
Tionne Watkins
Background Vocals
Tony Levin
Tony Levin
Bass Guitar
Alfredo Hidrovo
Alfredo Hidrovo
Shaker
Jay Bellerose
Jay Bellerose
Drums
Roger Moutenot
Roger Moutenot
Remixer
Susan Jolles
Susan Jolles
Harp
Greg Leisz
Greg Leisz
Pedal Steel Guitar
Mick Guzauski
Mick Guzauski
Remixer
DJ Premier
DJ Premier
Scratches
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paula Cole
Paula Cole
Composer
Jamshied Sharifi
Jamshied Sharifi
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paula Cole
Paula Cole
Producer
Brian Garten
Brian Garten
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jay Bellerose
Jay Bellerose
Recording Engineer
Roger Moutenot
Roger Moutenot
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Didn't your Mama tell you how to behave, girl?
Didn't your Daddy tell you not to wear that little thing?)
Been told you never get something for nothing
My stepfather Dickie say I just might get hit
If I don't give
The girls all whisper 'hind my back
They try to break me with cruel attacks
The boys they want only one thing
And so I give it, don't complain
Daddy's gone
Mama lost her job
Our house ain't a home no more
Still my faith's unshaken in God
I feel so lonely for hope and company
I don't take much and I give everything for free
(So don't you want me?)
The girls all whisper 'hind by back
My baby brother's smoking crack
The boys they want only one thing
My body is my currency
Daddy's gone
Mama lost her job
Our house ain't a home no more
Still my faith's unshaken in God
I dream I get a record deal
I'll buy a way out of here
Or maybe a new Lexus jeep
Or just a friend
(Am I dreamin'? Am I dreamin'?)
There's Mr. Roberts, Juan and Paul
All waiting for me down the hall
But then tomorrow they don't call
Still a moment's better than none at all
Daddy's gone (My name is La Tonya)
Mama lost her job (I'll be sixteen in August)
Our house ain't a home no more (I am a sophomore)
Since Mama broke her soul (I like to sing in chorus)
Daddy's gone (My name is La Tonya)
Mama lost her job (I'll be sixteen in August)
Our house ain't a home no more (I am a sophomore)
Still my faith's unshaken
Lord won't you please save me?
Is this the new slavery?
Here on the ghetto pavement?
But I believe in you baby
Yes my, yes my faith's unshaken in God (Ooh Lord)
Written by: Paula Cole
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