DESCRIPTION:
White woman living in a Euro Ghetto
Gets up early to serve them drinks
Drank and danced till she could not think
I saw your momma, squatting over by the train
I saw your momma, giving it to a stranger again
Don't you worry 'bout a thing,
I'll leave school and work for the family.

With a fistful of dollars in my hand,
Gonna break on through to the promised land
Where a fast-food restaurant is waiting for me
A palace of oil and refinery
Mama's waiting with an empty purse
And my brother's in jail or maybe worse
He can't get out now for a long time
He rely on me to keep the family in line
White woman living in a Euro Ghetto