There was once a mother who fell too deep
She left a little daughter for me to keep
She grew up to be a [bad word] princess of the street
beauty caught by [bad word] destiny's creeps, yeah

Now, you can see her dancing
You can tell she's beautiful
You can see her dancing with me

She is the fighter from the streets
Old men begging for pleasure by the young girls feet

She grew up in The Operations pricelist [bad word] With no mother to protect or tell
That independence is much closer than you think
The way of the Lucy only offers life on the brink, yeah

Now, you can see her dancing
Oh my God it's beautiful
You can see her dancing with me

She is the fighter from the streets
Old men begging for pleasure by the young girls feet