| She’s a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home
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| Oh poor ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home
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| She’s just a ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home
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| To come home
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| A rat run cross the floor, a roach turn up the wall
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| Everything is noisy around her, that don’t seem to bother her at all
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| Cause she’s a ghetto woman, sittin there all alone
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| She’s just a ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home
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| To come home
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| Yes, the tv’s on, radio blastin' the news
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| Somebody down the hall, playin the low down dirty blues
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| My ghetto woman, she’s all alone
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| She’s just a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home
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| To come home
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| Cause she’s a ghetto woman, said she’s a ghetto woman
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| Oh, ghetto woman, what’s on your mind
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| Sometimes I look in your face, can’t help but cry |