| Didn’t your mama tell you how to behave, girl?
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| Didn’t your daddy tell you not to wear that little thing?
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| Been told you never get something for nothing
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| My stepfather Dickie say I just might get hit if I don’t give
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| The girls all whisper 'hind my back
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| They try to break me with cruel attacks
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| The boys they want only one thing
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| And so I give it, don’t complain
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| Daddy’s gone, mama lost her job
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| Our house ain’t a home no more
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| Still my faith’s unshaken in God
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| I feel so lonely for hope and company
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| I don’t take much and I give everything for free
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| (So, don’t you want me?)
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| The girls all whisper 'hind by back
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| My baby brother’s smoking crack
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| The boys they want only one thing
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| My body is my
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| Daddy’s gone, mama lost her job
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| Our house ain’t a home no more
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| Still my faith’s unshaken in God
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| I dream I get a record deal
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| I’ll buy a way out of here
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| Or maybe a new Lexus jeep
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| Or just a friend, am I dreamin'? |
| Am I dreamin'?
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| There’s Mr. Roberts, Juan and Paul
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| All waiting for me down the hall
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| But then tomorrow they don’t call
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| Still the moment’s better than none at all
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| Daddy’s gone
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| (My name is La Tonya)
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| Mama lost her job
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| (I'll be sixteen in August)
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| Our house ain’t a home no more
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| (I am a sophomore)
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| Since mama broke her soul
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| (I like to sing in chorus)
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| Daddy’s gone
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| (My name is La Tonya)
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| Mama lost her job
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| (I'll be sixteen in August)
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| Our house ain’t a home no more
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| (I am a sophomore)
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| Still my faith’s unshaken
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| Lord won’t you please save me?
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| Is this the new slavery?
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| Here on the ghetto pavement?
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| But I believe in you baby
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| Yes, my faith’s unshaken in God |