she was standing on a back street - she was filling up her need
she was wanted in 4 counties - only days since she'd been freed

living for no reason she got nothin left to lose

left her baby back home cryin' - her hunger was too deep
she gave up - even trying - to sing her back to sleep

living for no reason she got nothin left to lose
nothin to believe in - nothing left to prove

meet me down on the back street baby
my hands are dirty - my tongue is tied
i'll give you love like a back street lady
share my shame in broad daylight
Backstreet Baby - Dana Fuchs
she'd been waiting for her mama - on the wrong side of the hate
scrapping for survival - too small to carry her own weight

fighting for a reason - she had everything to lose
some one to believe in - makes it easier to choose
(so she says)

meet me down on the back street baby
my hands are dirty - my tongue is tied
i'll give you love like a back street lady
share my shame in broad daylight

Copyright: DANA FUCHS MUSIC
Writer(s): Dana Fuchs, Jon Diamond