Here¡¯s the story bout a ghetto girl
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Livin¡¯ in a ghetto world
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Against the world alone
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Problems in her ordinary life
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Make you wanna run and hide
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She can never get it right
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Like the seasons when they change
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Nothing ever stays the same
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Surrounded by pain and empty dreams
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So I pray (I¡¯m praying for a better day)
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There¡¯s gotta be a better day
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New day
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Gotta be a better way
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I¡¯m tryna find a better way
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See many times she didn¡¯t have a dime
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When the bills would multiply
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Contemplated suicide
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And momma never had that special touch
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Her daddy touched her way too much
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Finally she had enough
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Like the seasons when they change
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Nothing ever stays the same
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Surrounded by pain and empty dreams
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And she¡¯s so alone
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Living in the ghetto
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I¡¯m praying for a better day - oooooohhhhh
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I¡¯m tryna find a better place
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Baby don¡¯t you cry
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Hush little baby
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Please don¡¯t you cry
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Baby there¡¯s no need to cry
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Just reach for the sky
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Don¡¯t worry baby
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You¡¯ll be alright
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So learn to smile
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Kiss your tears goodbye
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She was a little ghetto child (I¡¯m praying for a better day)
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And then she turned her life around
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Another day (I¡¯m tryna find a better way)
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And I gotta find another way
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Baby don¡¯t you cry
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Dry your eyes
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You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, high¡¦..
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(For a better day)
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Baby dry your eyes (Oh a better day)
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You can spread your wing and learn to fly - high, so high¡¦..
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Baby don¡¯t you cry (I¡¯m praying for a better day)
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You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, high¡¦..
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(Her mother didn¡¯t have that touch, no, and daddy touch her way too much)
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Baby dry your eyes
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You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, so high¡¦¡¦
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Said she gotta get outta the ghetto, oh yes¡¦..
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Better Day (Ghetto Girl)
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