Reply #18: I met her on the strip three years ago

[happyiowan]

In a Camero with this dude from L.A.
I blew that Camero off my back,
And drove that little girl away,
But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
and she cries herself to sleep at night
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs, "Baby did you make it all right,"
She sits on the porch of her Daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams are torn,
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born