She was a streetwalker, her life was all gone   Couldn't understand how it all went wrong   Now she's on the corner $20 at a time   With her broken spirit and her broken spine      Getting beaten and raped and left for dead   How she got here will it never be said?   With blood from her nose, pipe burns on her lips   Bruises on her eyes and bruises on her hips      Will she ever learn that she'll never win?      Streetwalker, walking down the avenues   Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news      Days go by and years do too   She's still got a face that's black and blue   To her it's like a dream, she forgot what's real   The crack's the only high that she still feels      She had 3 kids that she left behind   From some dude who traded sex for a dime   And she still don't care about nothing but dope   It's the only way that she knows how to cope      Will she ever learn that she'll never win?      Streetwalker, walking down the avenues   Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news      She was killed by the streets      Streetwalker, walking down the avenues   Streetwalker, her obituary's in the news