Tell us what you're gonna do tonight, momma
There must be some place you can go
In the middle of the tall drinks and the drama
There must be someone you know
God knows you're looking good enough,
But you're so smooth, and the world's so rough
You might have something to lose
Oh no, pretty momma,
What you gonna do in those shoes?
Got those pretty little straps around your ankles
Got those shiny little chains around your heart
You got to have your independence,
But you don't know just where to start
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