Little Lady (feat. Mikill Pane)

Little Lady (feat. Mikill Pane) - Ed Sheeran (艾德·希蘭)/Mikill Pane

Listen

Little lady this is just the worst way to

Spend your birthday

It's 30 degrees Thursday

You work late

You was with a perv

Making dirty fake love in his Mercedes

Lady the word R**e sums up events

That take place every night

You wanna get up

But you no your legs will ache if you try

Then you remember that your punter went crazy last night

You drag yourself to the mirror

To check your face then you cry

Forget the visit to the clinic you was booked in for

You'll make a trip to the Whittington

Were they'll look at your jaw

They'll be inquisitive

And ask about your business for sure

They'll know your fibbing

If you tell them you got hit by a door

But young woman

The pimp see's you as nothing but a dumb h****r

Medical attention could be fatal

Cause the cunt wouldn't ever let a doctor near someone

Thats getting dough for him

Cause next you got poxy authorities

Sticking their noses in

She's just under the upper hand

Goes mad for a couple grams

And she don't wanna go outside tonight

Cos in the pipe she'll fly to the motherland and

Sell love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

For angels to fly

Little lady your mind you've made up

Your injurys you can't hide with make-up

You need some medical advice you make up

A little lie to say just

In case the doc opens his eyes

And don't decide to play dumb

With any luck you'll see the same dude

Who stiched your top lip

Last year when your pimp just lost it

He wouldn't recognise you

If you stared him in the face anyway

'Cos all the h****n is making you age

But you're a heroine for taking the strain

Of being a prostitute and punching bag

The funds you have left go

Where your from using moneygram

Mother had to get you out the motherland to study

That was all she struggled to

Have a single daughter with the upper hand

But little does she know

You're never coming back

She put you in her brother's hand

Only for him to formulate another plan

He's the f**king cause of your

Appalling state the summer

Fancy that you came to London to

Get pimped by your Uncle damn

She's just under the upper hand

Goes mad for a couple grams

And she don't wanna go outside tonight

'Cos in the pipe she'll fly to the motherland and

Sell love to another man

It's too cold outside for angels to fly

Now an angel will die covered in white

With closed eyes & hoping for a better life

This time I will fade out tonight

Straight down the line

Little lady your trembling with fear

You're skinny frame kinda ressembles a deer

You're sitting facing the detective oh dear

The meddling nurse couldn't just leave it

She's only gone

And made it much worse calling police in

She'll never know

The gravity of the damage she's caused

You're causing scandal

Going mad in the ward now

The coppers trying to calm you

Telling you he won't let no one harm you

The same question he keeps trying to ask you

Who you working for

He's talking to you like

You're worth more than a D***y W***e

You're having a conversation

You could be murdered for

You're learning more about exactly

Why you need to help bring him or her to court

It's kicking knowledge you ain't ever heard before

Just before he leaves

He reassures you that he knows that it's hard

He underlines a mobile number you can phone on his card

Begs you to use it

He's useless if you're gonna be stupid

Cos an answer hasn't come from your bruised lips

You're on your own

You've gotta go and give your pimp what you owe

You reach your door and then it dawns

That you've been followed home

Before you turn around

You feel a cold blade on your throat

And then a voice says

Where you been B***h

I wanna know

No prizes for guessing who it is

Resistance would be foolishness

You open the front door

He boots you in

There's something new in him

He's silent now that fills you with terror

Get your alibi straight

You could be killed for an error

He towers over you

The 6 inch knife catches the sunlight

At this point your life flashes before your eyes

Your handbags dropped

And all the contents are all over the floor

Despite the mess there's

Only one thing that's caught his eye

And in the moment of rage

He brutally murders his niece

And dumps her body

In the boot of his Merc in the street

Little lady left this earth in the worst way

All because she got a card on her 13th birthday

We're all under the upper hand

And go mad for a couple grams

And we don't wanna go outside tonight

Cos in the pipe she'll fly to the motherland and

Sell love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly for angels to fly

Fly fly for angels to fly

To fly to fly

Angles to die