your hair falls down your back you hair hits the floor the men they all stare at you the men they you adore but you just feel the wind and the rain your pimp is kinda hard on you as he puts you out for sale each man that purchases you and in the back room you nails but you just feel the wind and the rain as the years go by your beauty your beauty it fades your pimp who sold you so well hell make no more sales but you just feel the wind and the rain so they can laugh and talk so they can stare and gawk the hair it falls down your back the hair hits the floor the men they can stare at you but you dont care any more just feel the wind just feel the wind just feel the wind the rain the wind and the rain