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The Streets


I never wanted to be a bad girl
Even when all odds were against me.
Poverty was my family's sad situation.
Disgraced everyday; we were always in the mud
They say you have a flawless skin and a beautiful face, join us; 
That's the loud voice of the street calling my name;
If you cannot beat them join them.
I wanted to fight them or maybe just ignore them 
But Mr landlord has given ten days
Will I let poverty win again ?
No, I will rather lose to the street.

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The Streets

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