On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives
They’re made of lipstick, plastic and paint
A touch of sable in their eyes

All your life all you asked
When is your Daddy gonna talk to you
But we’re living in another world
Tryin’ to get your message through

No one heard a single word you said
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going around your head

Oh, she’s a little runaway
Daddy’s girl learned fast
All those things he couldn’t say
Ooh, she’s a little runaway

A different line every night
Guaranteed to blow your mind
See you out on the streets
Call me for a wild time
So you sit home alone
‘Cause there’s nothing left that you can do
There’s only pictures hung in the shadows
Left there to look at you