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.
Maybe the word, rape, sums up events that take place every night.
You wanna get up, but you know your legs will ache if you try
Writers: Edward Christopher Sheeran , Ikpaema Smith Uzomba
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