Barbara Ann Kelly
*28.4.1975*
In a town far from the city
Was a girl just a child
She grew up to a beautiful dream
And she walked like a queen
When she walked down the street
All the men turned around
To see her high heels
She walked like a queen
When she walked down the street
All the men turn around
To see her go on
Jealousy wasn't a stranger
Everywhere she would be
So she cried for someone to help
I wanna know is anybody gonna help me when I'm down
I wanna know will anybody really help me when I'm down
She walks like a queen
When she walks down the street
All the men turn around
To see her high heels
She walks like a queen
When she walks down that street
All the men turn around
To see her high heels
And at last a fire was burning
As a man held her hand
And held her warm
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