she's just seventeen

could have been a beauty queen

now her left cheek is bruised

so she covers it with rouge

she has strawberry hair

bright lips and skin so fair

takes a hit of her cigarette

as a spider spins his web



bad man in a fancy car

he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"

bad man rolled his window down

he said "I'm your way out"

bad man in a fancy car

he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"

bad man rolled his window down

he said "I'm your way out"



she's just seventeen

a vision in painted-on jeans

she's a hooker by night

a shadow in the distant light

somebody's pulling over

another man undercover

he flashes money from inside

as honey drips from the hive



bad man in a fancy car

he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"

bad man rolled his window down

he said "I'm your way out"

bad man in a fancy car

he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"

bad man rolled his window down

he said "I'm your way out"



she lost her way in

now she's trying to get out

she's climbing a barbed-wire fence

but he's holding her down down



bad man in a fancy car

he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"

bad man rolled his window down

he said "I'm your way out"

bad man in a fancy car

he said "come on girl I'll make you a star"

bad man rolled his window down

he said "I'm your way out"