Sonny
Sonny Detroit was a singer
and she had a dusky voice
like the first breath of cool evening
after the hot, hot afternoon.
So everyday we would expect
her there with braids.
Sonny don't owe you shit,
however.
Girl is free to do what she will.
Sonny Detroit had a lover
who ran around all day
like the screach of speed amphetamine
and ecstasy's cool breath.
So he would need her there
when day is done.
Sonny don't owe you shit,
however.
Girl needs a man, not a habit.
Sonny said they rob me,
Sonny said they beat me.
They took my stash, they took my soul,
they raped me and delete me.
Sonny came out of jail that day
and sang her tender song.
Sonny don't owe you shit,
however.
The girl has paid her toll.
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