Mumbai, red lights
Red eyes, red nights
Her name is Rosalee
Pretty girl, thirteen
She don't know a thing about Jesus
But she knows where the devil goes at night
Underneath her mother's bed
She holds back tears and hides her head
Cuz mama knows it don't pay to be
A pretty girl, thirteen
She don't know a thing about Jesus
But she knows where the devil goes at night
Mama goes to work just to please him
But Rosalee, she stays out of sight
Maybe she could run away
Find a place that's quiet
She's never been free and unafraid
But Rosalee, she could try it
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Mumbai, red lights
Red eyes, red nights
Her name is Rosalee
Pretty girl, thirteen
She don't know a thing about Jesus
But she knows where the devil goes at night
Underneath her mother's bed
She holds back tears and hides her head
Cuz mama knows it don't pay to be
A pretty girl, thirteen
She don't know a thing about Jesus
But she knows where the devil goes at night
Mama goes to work just to please him
But Rosalee, she stays out of sight
Maybe she could run away
Find a place that's quiet
She's never been free and unafraid
But Rosalee, she could try it
Red eyes, red nights
Her name is Rosalee
Pretty girl, thirteen
She don't know a thing about Jesus
But she knows where the devil goes at night
Underneath her mother's bed
She holds back tears and hides her head
Cuz mama knows it don't pay to be
A pretty girl, thirteen
She don't know a thing about Jesus
But she knows where the devil goes at night
Mama goes to work just to please him
But Rosalee, she stays out of sight
Maybe she could run away
Find a place that's quiet
She's never been free and unafraid
But Rosalee, she could try it
Writer: Timothy Thompson, Kevin Clay
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