Oooh little junkie girl
Where's your senior pictures now?
Face eaten away by the world
Yeah, she used to be a model
Now she's a model for evil temptations
She makes her way through real occupations
With your charm you can put men in a trance
The things they offer you just for a chance
Earrings lying on the floor
Next to the empty bottle by the door
Tongue sticking out dry and pale
Concrete smile, wide open tail
Ohhhh little junkie girl
Stoned again, the cycle spins
Ohhoh little junkie girl
Begin or end? Foe or friend?
In and out of one bedroom pads
Serving up a platter, everyone's had her
With five young lads, four different dads
It doesn't matter; she never got any fatter
She crossed the line and sold some sex for smack
She took a trip and still hasn't come back
With her skinny fingers twitching rapidly
She came close to being another cold dead junkie
Ohh little junkie girl
You lost in trade and now have AIDS
Ohh little junkie girl
Your memory fades with you into the grave