The Girl From Around The Way
I am alone
I am utterly and truly alone
I see everyone with everything
And I have nothing
So, why would you want someone low class, when you can have high class
I am nothing like the girl from around the way
The girl from around the way
With her Gucci bag and pinned up hair
The girl from around the way, the one every guy desires
A high class beauty, with everything going for her
And me, a low class zero
I am nothing
I have nothing
The girl from around the way has money, beauty, brains, and class
Just leave me here with my pack of Marlboros to suffer a slow, miserable death
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