Lyrics

It's a cold winter's night The east side of Chicago She glides across the floor To wash the tables down Well no one knows her name She's one of a kind that can't be tamed She works hard to make her pay But she's a hard luck woman everybody says "Well she's gone, gone the little girls gone" She's a smooth talking mama she's got the moves She ain't got nothing, nothing to lose She works a room with just one look Don't play fair never by the book As it says in the magazines Sow your seeds and you'll have your dreams But she's a woman with a hole in her heart A hard luck woman right from the start "Well she's gone, gone the little girls gone" "Well she's gone, gone the little girls gone" She wants a man to take her out But she can't get along cause she's full of doubt She got the want he's got the needs But she ain't nobodies squeeze When she was young her mama said No time for Ken and Barbie if you wanna wed You'll have to work a little harder Bea To get what you want and keep what you need So don't wait for the one to come along And don't settle for just anyone And don't wish on no falling stars And never forget the woman the woman you are "Well she's gone, gone the little girls gone" "Well she's gone, gone the little girls gone" "Well she's gone, gone the little girls gone" "Well she's gone, gone the little girls gone"
Writer(s): Richard Paquette, Angel Gareth Forrest, Denis Coulombe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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