Standing in the Rain

[Verse 1] My head, it hurts, each day it's getting worse My looks and smile have now become my curse Tight lips, red skirt the never ending street Big car, little man, my lover for a fee [Pre-Chorus] So if ya see me will ya just drive on by? Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye? And if ya want me, well, I guess I want you Oh, pretty baby, how could you?! [Chorus] Standing in the rain Milk carton mug shot baby missing since 1983 Standing in the rain Twenty years of dirty needles Rain drops running through my veins [Verse 2] My head, it hurts, each day it's getting worse No sun, my room has now become my hearse Cold sores, I'm beat got bruises on my feet My pride, these men have taken it from me! [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Pre-Chorus] [Outro] Standing in the rain... Milk carton mug shot baby Mother I have lost my way