Poor Child, Idina Menzel, Taye Diggs, Brian D’Arcy James, Julia Murney - Poor Child lyrics
[Poor Child, Idina Menzel, Taye Diggs, Brian D’Arcy James, Julia Murney - Poor Child lyrics]
Poor child, Poor child beautiful and bruised
Poor child, Pure child virginal and used
Her hair, Her smile, Her eyes so tender
Her heart, Her soul, Her life so broken
How much more must she endure?
Poor child, Poor child sensitive and hard
One more girl forever scarred
Pause for a moment
Then throw him a glance Look askance at Burrs
And smile show him how it is
Maybe then he'll get his
Just pause for a moment, then offer a stare
Let him watch you walk on air
Share a very quiet rendezvous
Poor child, poor child, prisoner of shame
Poor child
Poor child
Searching for a name
He's a dime-store fraud
She's a second hand Broad!
And when the trap is set, I'll be
There my Burrs, he thinks he's her's
But he's in for some news light
The fuse and place the bet
Gently pull him to you
His face, his arms, his chest try
To be weary and wise
His hands, his hips, his legs try
To get lost in his eyes, those heavenly eyes
Pause for a moment then say your hello
Watch as Burrs begins to blow!
Burrs getting angry, Burrs getting rougher!
Tonight, I'll make him suffer
Show him how it is, maybe then he'll get his
Well
I wasn't born yesterday hell
I wasn't born yesterday! In an hour or two
Things will start to unglue
Burrs will be waiting!
And happily I'll go and bring him to me
And bring him to me!
Well we'll see, won't we?
She better watch her step with Burrs
Or she'll get her's
Her hair, her smile, her eyes, so tender
Her heart, her soul, her life, so broken
How much more must she endure?
Poor child
Poor child generous and tight
One more girl lost in the night
What does she thing she's doing, doing?
What does she think I am?
Who does he think he's wooing, wooing?
Someone who gives a damn! She's a sham!
She may be pretty and bat her eyes
But soon he'll get wise
Flirt!
She's a flirt! And it's she who'll get hurt
Oh she's a phony!
She's a sham! A stony-eyes lamb
She better watch her
Step with burrs, or
She'll get her's
Poor child! Pure child!
Dangerous, divine
She's a beautiful, virginal, sensitive
Poor child!
I'll settle the score
Black! Predictable bore
I'll take whats
Mine!
And I'll make her
Mine!
Dangerous whore
I'll take whats
Mine!
Poor child, Pure child virginal and used
Her hair, Her smile, Her eyes so tender
Her heart, Her soul, Her life so broken
How much more must she endure?
Poor child, Poor child sensitive and hard
One more girl forever scarred
Pause for a moment
Then throw him a glance Look askance at Burrs
And smile show him how it is
Maybe then he'll get his
Just pause for a moment, then offer a stare
Let him watch you walk on air
Share a very quiet rendezvous
Poor child, poor child, prisoner of shame
Poor child
Poor child
Searching for a name
He's a dime-store fraud
She's a second hand Broad!
And when the trap is set, I'll be
There my Burrs, he thinks he's her's
But he's in for some news light
The fuse and place the bet
Gently pull him to you
His face, his arms, his chest try
To be weary and wise
His hands, his hips, his legs try
To get lost in his eyes, those heavenly eyes
Pause for a moment then say your hello
Watch as Burrs begins to blow!
Burrs getting angry, Burrs getting rougher!
Tonight, I'll make him suffer
Show him how it is, maybe then he'll get his
Well
I wasn't born yesterday hell
I wasn't born yesterday! In an hour or two
Things will start to unglue
Burrs will be waiting!
And happily I'll go and bring him to me
And bring him to me!
Well we'll see, won't we?
She better watch her step with Burrs
Or she'll get her's
Her hair, her smile, her eyes, so tender
Her heart, her soul, her life, so broken
How much more must she endure?
Poor child
Poor child generous and tight
One more girl lost in the night
What does she thing she's doing, doing?
What does she think I am?
Who does he think he's wooing, wooing?
Someone who gives a damn! She's a sham!
She may be pretty and bat her eyes
But soon he'll get wise
Flirt!
She's a flirt! And it's she who'll get hurt
Oh she's a phony!
She's a sham! A stony-eyes lamb
She better watch her
Step with burrs, or
She'll get her's
Poor child! Pure child!
Dangerous, divine
She's a beautiful, virginal, sensitive
Poor child!
I'll settle the score
Black! Predictable bore
I'll take whats
Mine!
And I'll make her
Mine!
Dangerous whore
I'll take whats
Mine!