Lyrics
amy s younger than the face she s got
take this bag to calm your head
hoping for another life
And tell her what her future holds, be a good girl and earn your bread
She s calling out, take this bag to calm your head
She cries in the night, i dont need this
And the money s alright, if only someone
Take this back, hoping to make a little cash tonight, hold her close
Tighter than the men tonight, she cries in the night
she cries in the night
And tell her what her future holds, her heels hit the ground Spring, she cries in the night
help her out
I dont need this, hoping to make a little cash tonight
hoping to make a little cash tonight
Look where she is and she can t turn back, tighter than the men tonight
I dont need this, everyone knows when she s in town
Calling out for another man, she got it from her mumma King, everyone knows when she s in town
How has she got to this, but the men got love
hoping to go she s angry inside
Help her out, calling out for another man, she s dead inside
Take this back, she s calling out, look where she is and she can t turn back
But the men got love, her mumma said King, hoping for another life
Redder than her heart, she s calling out Mumma, calling out for another man
I dont need this, and the money s alright
Take this bag to calm your head, her mumma said, her heels hit the ground
She cries in the night, look where she is and she can t turn back
How has she got to this, her heels hit the ground
Hoping to make a little cash tonight, hoping for another life
tighter than the men tonight
Lipsticks redder than her blood, she s calling out, she cries in the night
hold her tight
And the money s alright, hoping for another life Mumma, amy s younger than the face she s got
Take this bag to calm your head, her mumma said
How has she got to this, more tired than the time it is early hours of the morning Spring, tighter than the men tonight
I dont need this, her heels hit the ground
she s calling out
Hold her tight, help her out
her heels hit the ground
hoping to make a little cash tonight
be a good girl and earn your bread
she cries in the night
Her mumma said, be a good girl and earn your bread
and tell her what her future holds
she s calling out
She s calling out, she s calling out, she s calling out
Lipsticks redder than her blood, how has she got to this King, her heels hit the ground
her heels hit the ground
Be a good girl and earn your bread, i dont need this, hold her tight
If only someone, and tell her what her future holds King, calling out for another man
How has she got to this, she s calling out, hold her close
she cries in the night
Her mumma said, lipsticks redder than her blood
And the money s alright, her heels hit the ground
I dont need this, lipsticks redder than her blood, she s calling out
be a good girl and earn your bread
she cries in the night
Hoping for another life, she s calling out, she s calling out