Sonya (Song Lyric)

This is for the women we judge without knowing, and the systems that keep them where they are.

Sonya’s face, has all the lines,
Of a hard attitude.
The steel in her eyes and her broken smile
Show a mean mean mood.
Life never dealt her one good card,
She grew up fast and she grew up hard
And learned how to suffer a life so bitter and crude.

Sonya’s living is made from the men,
Who drive the streets at night.
Her and all of them,
Must fight to survive
Her heart is cold and her mind is tough,
Behind her eyes there’s more than enough
Of the passion it takes to keep her soul alive.

Sonya stands, naked and brazen in the gutter.
Maybe that’s why the women love to hate her
Maybe that’s why the men hate to love her
No-one cares, as they all run scared of Sonya.

Preacher man sneaks out
Before he kneels and prays.
Politicians would speak out,
But they’re all afraid.
They’ll say there’s no hurt
and their hands are clean
but they won’t let you near the dirty bits that smell so unclean
No matter what’s said, there’s always a man who pays.

Sonya stands, naked and brazen in the gutter.
Maybe that’s why the women love to hate her
Maybe that’s why the men hate to love her
No-one cares, as they all run scared of Sonya.

Sonya says to the men, “You know…
I’m only here to serve,
You can have whatever you like,
If you have the nerve.”
For some it’s just a thrill on a Saturday night
For others it’s the centerpiece of their whole life
But every single one of them
gets every little thing they deserve.

Sonya stands, naked and brazen in the gutter etc.