We arrive at the motel I sat next to the window
Soon he closes the drapes with clothespins in tow
I know what's about to come
I hurry and slam two shots of rum
At a split second I get a fist right on my face
I knew it was coming but I didn't get myself braced
He yells b---h you know what your supposed to be doing
As I suck in the tears I pick myself up off the ground stooping
I opened my bag the last pieces of items I own
I'd wish I'd gone and found a comfort zone
I change into my clothes mini skirt , tight shirt, no bra and high heels
I'm afraid to squeal
While I'm leaving, you know what to do or your family will be black and blue
I stroll down the long road a car rolls up
I get in and guide him to the stump
I go back to the motel
Hand over the cash, and I get hit, kicked and told to go resale
Realizing that I'm just a minnow
swimming in a fish tank
With no way out cause I'm out ranked
