Lyrics Woman's Ghetto - Original - Phyllis Dillon

Woman's Ghetto - Original

I was born and raised in the ghetto
I was born and raised in th ghetto
I’m a woman, of the ghetto
Listen to me, legislator
How do you raise your kiss in the ghetto?
How do you raise your kiss in the ghetto?
Feed one child and starve another?
Tell me, tell me, legislator
(Ging, gi-gi-gi-gi-ging.)
How do you make your bread in the ghetto?
How do you make your bread in the ghetto?
Take from the souls of the dead in the ghetto
Tell me, tell me, legislator
(Ging, gi-gi-gi-gi-ging.)
Now how do you get rid of rats in the ghetto?
How do you get rid of rats in the ghetto?
Eat one black and one white
Tell me, tell me, legislator
(Ging, gi-gi-gi-gi-ging.)
My children learned just the same as yours
As long as nobody tries to close the door
They cry with pain when the knife cuts deep
They’ll close their eyes when they’ll wanna sleep
(Ging, gi-gi-gi-gi-ging.)
How do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
How do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
Feed one child and starve another?
Tell me, tell me, legislator
(Ging, gi-gi-gi-gi-ging.)
Tell me, people!
I wanna know!