Flea bitten bag lady once you looked fine   You had a family you loved just like mine   Second hand clothing and knots in your hair   Tonight you might die, but would anyone care   Sweet little lady your soul is worth gold   Don't believe all the lies you've been told   I have a friend, a friend indeed   Comes to the rescue of damsels in need      Friend and father, repair their soul   Make them feel wanted, make them feel whole      Young daddy's daughter with child on the way   Made a mistake but that's O.K.   Life is the most precious choice of them all   Just cry on my shoulder and I'll give a call