.I see her as a little girl hiding in her room
She takes another bath
And she sprays her Momma's perfume
To try to wipe away the scent he left behind
But it haunts her mind
You see she's his little rag
Nothing more than just a waif
And he's mopping up his heed
She is tired and.
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