Little Lady
They'll dress your air with daisies
And honeysickle
But watch now child how they're cringing
When you're standing too tall
Hey Little Lady
Men say they own this town, don't let them hold you down
Hey Little Lady
The poems in your eyes, don't let them turn to sighs
Fresh out the womb they lay you
In a spink sugar cage
But now you're burning the candy house down
And sleeping on stage
They'll make you jump through those hoops
The hoops might be rigged
But child they don't even know
You're too hard for them to handle
And honeysickle
But watch now child how they're cringing
When you're standing too tall
Hey Little Lady
Men say they own this town, don't let them hold you down
Hey Little Lady
The poems in your eyes, don't let them turn to sighs
Fresh out the womb they lay you
In a spink sugar cage
But now you're burning the candy house down
And sleeping on stage
They'll make you jump through those hoops
The hoops might be rigged
But child they don't even know
You're too hard for them to handle
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Writer(s): Herve Salters
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