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odette
she was 19 a drama queen
punk rock living on a junk block
jet black eyes a smile that could rip you apart
she could kick back she was a tough nut
cute stuff yeah but she could rough you up
i guess it wasnít enough cuz she died of a broken heart
oh oh oh odette tell me why you wouldn’t let go when
all kinds of angels
were waiting round to break your fall
oh oh oh odette they couldn’t stand to see you crack up
so they left you with your back up against the wall
sun was rising on a rainy on one little girl so all alone
she was just twelve years old when she ran away she was looking for a
place of her own
you know i wish i could have been there to hold her hand
help her stand up on her own two feet before she took the long way wrong
way
down a dead-end street
when i look back it musta been dumb luck
rolled those boys right off me like water off a duck
but odette she got stuck on the king of that long lost crew
he meant well but he was hell bent
gave her nothing but trouble took a hundred percent
but odette she hung on i guess she thought it was the best she could do
last time i saw her for sure she’d work ya hand to
mouth she’d do ya door to door
standing on the avenue smiling like a movie star
heard she had a hard time later that year
they took the baby away and then her man disappeared
looking for a way out i guess she didn’t have to go far
all stretched out on the cold green tile
a dead cinderella with a snow white smile
take what you get in this great big world but odette she forget she just
a little bitty girl
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