Poor Lady (Midnight Baby)

Poor Lady (Midnight Baby) - Smokie

Written by：Pete Spencer/Chris Norman

I met a girl in L.A. and she seemed alright to me

She said she'd give me loving and she said it would be free

She told me she would call me or leave a message at the door

And left me wondering what I was in for

By the next time that I saw her I had clean forgot her name

And without her fancy make up she just didn't look the same

So I totally ignored her and she sadly turned away

And through sympathy I told her she could stay

Oh poor lady midnight baby

No one wants your love at all

Oh poor lady midnight baby

Now you're heading for a fall

And you really think you're something

You know all the things to do

But poor lady just a baby

There's a hundred more like you

Now for two weeks more she was at my door

She would stay with me for days

As a lover she was frightening in so many different ways

But when it came to conversation she was totally absurd

Oh she'd sit for hours and never say a word

Oh poor lady midnight baby

No one wants your love at all

Oh poor lady midnight baby

Now you're heading for a fall

And you really think you're something

You know all the things to do

But poor lady just a baby

There's a hundred more like you

She spends her days in different ways

Still trying to be hip

And at night she'll find she'll lose her mind

At a club along the strip

When her money goes she always knows

She got something she can sell

It's the one thing that she really can do well

Oh poor lady midnight baby

No one wants your love at all

Oh poor lady midnight baby

Now you're heading for a fall

And you really think you're something

You know all the things to do

But poor lady just a baby

There's a hundred more like you