Trakhal

1 Sh-e Still H-as the Hand Wri-ting Of a Movie Star, That’s what Got Her Ass Lock-ed Up In Pri-son. A-Lone and a-Broad Be-hind The I-ron Wall, And Hand Held Daily By A Pri-son-er and Guard! ( Chorus ) Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy, Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy. 2 Al-tho She Straight She Has to Hold on, Dance to-the Tune Of A Dyke Women, Same One whose Shirt She Holds on To and Can’t let Go With-out Ask-ing Perm-ission. While Being Grabb-Ed By a Guard who is Equall-y Ask-ing Sex Per-sis-tent, Between Him and Her In 3 Da-ys! She is Forced to Make a Decision. ( Chorus ) Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy, Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy. Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy Please send Me some Money So That I can Be Fre-e. Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy, Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy ! Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy. Please send Me some Money, So That I can Be Fre-e. 3 She St-ill Has the Hand Wri-ting Of a Movie Star, That’s what Got Her Ass Lock-ed Up In Pri-son. A-Lone and a-Broad In Communist Russ-ia, And Ha-rassed Dail-y By 2 Leib-wäch-ter ! ( Chorus ) Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy! Sho-w Me Some Sym-pa-thy, Sho-w Please Some Sym-pa-thy.