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Little girl Chocolate brown Living in a ***** town Mama’s weak So she lies down And men come by And lift her gown. Tin roof clatter Rain above Drowning out The sounds of love And when the sounds Die away Her mamas doctors Dress and pay. Little girl Spanish town Turistas always On the prowl Her playground is This neighborhood Of peeling stucco Splashed with mud Mama hides her In the closet This is no place For her small poppet But times are hard Closed legs don’t earn And she must feed Her little girl. Little girl Has an Abuela She does not live In this bordello A sibyl - She has mantic powers She reads the future In her cards. Bee stings in her throat At night She prays to god With all her might - Ayudar a este niño And help her mother Si usted oye me dios Don’t let them suffer.
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Feb 2, 2012
Feb 2, 2012 at 2:03 PM UTC
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Little girl Chocolate brown Living in a ***** town Mama’s weak So she lies down And men come by And lift her gown. Tin roof clatter Rain above Drowning out The sounds of love And when the sounds Die away Her mamas doctors Dress and pay. Little girl Spanish town Turistas always On the prowl Her playground is This neighborhood Of peeling stucco Splashed with mud Mama hides her In the closet This is no place For her small poppet But times are hard Closed legs don’t earn And she must feed Her little girl. Little girl Has an Abuela She does not live In this bordello A sibyl - She has mantic powers She reads the future In her cards. Bee stings in her throat At night She prays to god With all her might - Ayudar a este niño And help her mother Si usted oye me dios Don’t let them suffer.
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Feb 2, 2012
Feb 2, 2012 at 2:03 PM UTC
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