Okay, I'm talkin' about a, good girl, gone bad
Crooked world, wrong path, right Mom, wrong Dad
I sing this song mad, but not mad enough to shoot you
But it just eats me up, like some BBQ from Luther's
In the mornin' with the roosters, on the corner with the boosters
And she's the fresh cut and they're on her like sutures
And I wanna talk to her, but her Momma has to school her
I wanna see her better, she's the weather of my future
I don't wanna see another hurricane, baby you can kill the pain
If you just let me explain, trust me I know what I'm sayin'
You will end up on the track of an oncoming train
Stuck in the passenger seat, tryin' to do the fast lane (damn)


Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can't nobody find her and they don't understand it
She was raised good, can't blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it
Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can't nobody find her and they don't understand it
She was raised good, can't blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it


Well once upon a time, there was a Mom and a Dad
Who on the outside had everything people wished they had
A beautiful daughter, two story house, two car garage
And a white picket fence, wrapped around the front yard
See Daddy was a doctor, and Mommy was a banker
Mommy's job got outsourced so now Mommy's drinker
Daddy had a malpractice suit, now he's a snorter
And all this shit's takin' place right in front of their daughter
She says "Daddy what's wrong?" but he's just too high
"Mommy what we goin' do?" she just get drunk and cry
Caught in the middle of two wrongs, tryin' to do right
Lookin' for answers alone in the darkness of night
Shit ain't tight


Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can't nobody find her and they don't understand it
She was raised good, can't blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it
Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can't nobody find her and they don't understand it
She was raised good, can't blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it


Couldn't even fold her own clothes yet, she chose to jet
Some shit that she would always regret
Now she's runnin' from house to house, out and about
All hours of the night, learning hard lessons of life
She called home twice but, she couldn't say
Where she was goin' lay her head the very next day
She gave up her body and mind way before time
Got nothing left, the girl got to get help


She doesn't know what do with herself
Her family's worried, think she don't even care (don't even care)
She's livin' her rough life on a hope and a prayer
Where she'll end up in a few years, who knows where?



Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can't nobody find her and they don't understand it
She was raised good, can't blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it
Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can't nobody find her and they don't understand it
She was raised good, can't blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it

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