Lyrics:

I came to the city from the deep south,
When the mills shut down.
I married a man who treated me,
Like he bought me by the pound.

Packed my bags and left,
With just 20 dollars in my purse,
Took a lot of jobs,
Went from bad to worse.

Now my money's gone,
I'm lying here on this lumpy bed.
Now I don't know if I'm better off,
Alive or dead.

Hotel room west side, east side,
Men knocking at my door,
Hotel room west side, east side,
And I don't care anymore.

Then I met a guy smooth as silk,
In a midtown bar,
He told me with my good looks,
I'd go very far.

I didn't know what he meant,
I thought he was heaven sent,
'til I found out his sweet talking,
Added up to street walking.

That was the part,
It finally broke my heart,
I'm lying here on this lumpy bed,
I don't know if I'm better off,
Alive or dead.

Hotel room west side, east side,
Men knocking at my door,
Hotel room west side, east side,
And I don't care anymore.
Don't care anymore,
Money's all gone,
Don't care anymore,
Men knocking at my door.