Okay, I´m talkin´ about a, good girl, gone bad
Crooked world, wrong path, right Mom, wrong Dad
I sing this song mad, but not mad enough to shoot you
But it just eats me up, like some BBQ from Luther´s
In the mornin´ with the roosters, on the corner with the boosters
And she´s the fresh cut and they´re on her like sutures
And I wanna talk to her, but her Momma has to school her
I wanna see her better, she´s the weather of my future
I don´t wanna see another hurricane, baby you can kill the pain
If you just let me explain, trust me I know what I´m sayin´
You will end up on the track of an oncoming train
Stuck in the passenger seat, tryin´ to do the fast lane (damn)


Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can´t nobody find her and they don´t understand it
She was raised good, can´t blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it
Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can´t nobody find her and they don´t understand it
She was raised good, can´t blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it


Well once upon a time, there was a Mom and a Dad
Who on the outside had everything people wished they had
A beautiful daughter, two story house, two car garage
And a white picket fence, wrapped around the front yard
See Daddy was a doctor, and Mommy was a banker
Mommy´s job got outsourced so now Mommy´s drinker
Daddy had a malpractice suit, now he´s a snorter
And all this shit´s takin´ place right in front of their daughter
She says "Daddy what´s wrong?" but he´s just too high
"Mommy what we goin´ do?" she just get drunk and cry
Caught in the middle of two wrongs, tryin´ to do right
Lookin´ for answers alone in the darkness of night
Shit ain´t tight


Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can´t nobody find her and they don´t understand it
She was raised good, can´t blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it
Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can´t nobody find her and they don´t understand it
She was raised good, can´t blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it


Couldn´t even fold her own clothes yet, she chose to jet
Some shit that she would always regret
Now she´s runnin´ from house to house, out and about
All hours of the night, learning hard lessons of life
She called home twice but, she couldn´t say
Where she was goin´ lay her head the very next day
She gave up her body and mind way before time
Got nothing left, the girl got to get help


She doesn´t know what do with herself
Her family´s worried, think she don´t even care (don´t even care)
She´s livin´ her rough life on a hope and a prayer
Where she´ll end up in a few years, who knows where?



Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can´t nobody find her and they don´t understand it
She was raised good, can´t blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it
Little girl gone somewhere, out there, stranded
Can´t nobody find her and they don´t understand it
She was raised good, can´t blame her parents
Lost in the sausage, not the way that they planned it