She was a streetwalker, her life was all gone
Couldn't understand how it all went wrong
Now she's on the corner $20 at a time
With her broken spirit and her broken spine
Getting beaten and raped and left for dead
How she got here will it never be said?
With blood from her nose, pipe burns on her lips
Bruises on her eyes and bruises on her hips
Will she ever learn that she'll never win?
Streetwalker, walking down the avenues
Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news
Days go by and years do too
She's still got a face that's black and blue
To her it's like a dream, she forgot what's real
The crack's the only high that she still feels
She had 3 kids that she left behind
From some dude who traded sex for a dime
And she still don't care about nothing but dope
It's the only way that she knows how to cope
Will she ever learn that she'll never win?
Streetwalker, walking down the avenues
Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news
She was killed by the streets
Streetwalker, walking down the avenues
Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news