You Ask For It And You Know It
Flawing it for all the world to see
Met a hot guy backstage after his show
Acted like such a dirty ho
Led him to believe certain untruths about you
Crying foul when he decided to take you up on your forbidden offer
Now because of you
Spoiled little daddy's girl bitch
A innocent man could go to jail for a crime we both know he did't do
Flirting and smiling your way to the top of the high school heap
Pretty blond, blue eyed cheerleader
The cream of the popular crop
Not a care in the world for what you have done
Setting into motion
Events and heartaches that you can't control
Unless you come forward now and admit the ugly truth
That on awful, awful night
You asked for it and you know it
Just some rather dirty words exchanged
So why are you bending the truth?
Twisting it in such a wicked, wicked way
How could you? !
How dare you!
Destroying a good man just for teenage kicks
Little baby you should be ashamed of yourself!
Stepping in and stepping up
Swearing that if you won't tell 'em the truth
Then I will
Blood or no blood
I don't care if you never speak to me again
No daughter of mine is gonna play the victim and get away with it
I did't raise you to be no whore
I won't let you act like one
Just gonna have to grow up and learn little girl
That not everything in this world that you want can you have
Now tell me wicked, bad child of mine
What's it gonna be?
Who's gonna be the one to set a innocent man free?
Me or you?
2007 Ramona Thompson
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