Blood Duster She's A Junkie Lyrics

I've got ...a story to tell yaBout a little girl i knowShe was mean... a bad seed babyI met her at a showShe said well come on tonyCome on back to my placeBut when i got thereShe got crazyGettin off her faceShe did smackShe did speedOnly thing she didn't do was what i needShe did linesShe she baseShe couldn't function she was off her faceAnd then ...she started tryin'To get big t in bedI said baby .. your dyin'Call a f___ing doctor insteadShe said...well come on tonyCome on back to my placeBut when i got thereShe got crazyGettin off her faceShe's a junkieShe's a junkieShe's a junkieShe's a junkieShe's a junkieShe's a junkieI've got ...a story to tell yaBout a little girl i knew Well she died.. an overdose did herAnd she was twenty twoA life of needles...and a pipeIn her arms or on her lipsA sweet chickWith f___ all senseAlways off her t__s.