Bearhound - Little Hustler

She was so pretty
Smiling most of the time
Now there's bags underneath her eyes
She's needing some rest
But she ain't around all that often
She's downtown looking for something
Or someone
She ain't never met
Well, they start whistling and blowing their kisses
When they see her coming off in the distance
She's combing her hair and just staring down at her feet
Well, oh, little hustler
You know I always loved her
Trouble coming each day after the other
She's a pretty little number
And she did a number on me
She was so warm
But now it's getting colder outside
There's no early morning sunrise
Or evening dress
Oh, but I got a brand new bottle
And a warm bed at the brothel
The two should help me forget
Well, they start whistling and blowing their kisses
When they see her coming off in the distance
She's combing her hair and just staring down at her feet
Well, oh, little hustler
You know I always loved her
Trouble coming each day after the other
She's a pretty little number
And she did a number on me
She was so pretty
And smiling most of the time
Now there's bags underneath her eyes
She's needing some rest

Written by:
Abram Woodrow, Jason Schweizer, Trent Giles

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