Lucy so skinny with all that hair on her head
Cain't tell her she ain't fine; cain't tell her nothin
Her mama tried talkin to her and tellin her to be careful
Tellin her that everybody ain't yo friend
Lucy wouldn't listen; had a mind of her own and thought she was grown
Them streets started beatin her up pretty bad
Her mama tried talkin to her; tellin her to come on home
Lucy wouldn't listen; mind was gone and told her mama to leave her alone
Danny took her home with him
Lucy thought she was into somethin then and she was
Danny gave her a place to stay, food to eat but she had to pay them bills
Look at Lucy over there on that corner lookin like a twig in a wig
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh thats bad, advice always thought as something offended and when only things happened come regret...but nothing can wash the regret so easily until we really learn to wake up and fight!