Chords for Little Lady (feat. Mikill Pane)

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Listen, little lady, this is just the worst way to spend your birthday, it's 30 degrees
[F#] Thursday, you work late, you was with a perv making dirty [A] fake love in his Mercedes, lady
the word rape sums up events that take place every night, you wanna get up but you know
your legs are lake if you try, [F#] then you remember that your punter went crazy last night, [A] you
drag yourself to the mirror to check your face then you cry, [Bm] forget the visit to the
clinic you were booked in for, [D] you'll make a trip to the Whittington where they'll look
at your jaw, [A] they'll be inquisitive and ask about your business for sure, [E] they'll know
you're fibbing if you tell them you got hit by your door, [Bm] but young woman, the pimp sees
you as nothing but a dumb [D] hooker, medical attention could be fatal cos the [A] cunt wouldn't
ever let a doctor near someone that's getting dole [E] for him, cos next you got poxy authority
sticking their noses in, [F#m] she's just [D] under the upper hand, [A] and goes mad for a couple
grams, [F#m] and she don't [D] wanna go [A] outside tonight, [F#m] cos in the pipes you'll fly [D] to the motherland
[A] and sell love to another man, [F#m] it's too [D] cold [A] outside [E] for angels [F#m] to fly, _ _ [A] _ _ for angels [F#m] to fly
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_ Little lady, your mind you've made up, your injuries you can't hide with make up, you
need some [F#m] medical advice, you make up a little lie to say just [A] in case the doc opens his
eyes and don't decide to play dumb, with any luck you'll see the same dude that stitched
your top lip last year when your pimp just lost it, he [F#m] wouldn't recognise you if you
stared him in the face anyway, [A] cos all the heroin is making you age, but you're a [Bm] heroine
for taking the strain of being a prostitute and [D] punching back the funds you have left,
go where you're from using [A] money gram, mother had to get you out of the motherland to [E] study
that was all she struggled to have, a single daughter with the [Bm] upper hand, little does
she know you're never coming back, she [D] put you in her brother's hands only for him to
formulate another [A] plan, he's the fucking cause of your appalling state this [E] summer, fancy
that you came to London to get pimped by your [F#m] uncle, damn
and she's just [D] under the upper [A] hand, and goes mad for a couple grams, [F#m] and she don't [D] wanna
go [A] outside tonight, [F#m] cos in the pipes you'll [D] fly to the motherland, [A] and sell love to another
man, [F#m] it's too [D] cold [A] outside [E] for angels [Bm] to fly, now an angel [D] will [A] die, covered in [F#m] white, with
closed [A] eyes and hoping for a better life, [Bm] and this time I will [D] fade out tonight, straight
down [F#m] the line
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_ [B] little lady, you're trembling with fear, your skinny frame kinda resembles a deer,
you're sitting [A] facing a detective oh dear, the meddling nurse couldn't just [G#m] leave it,
she's only gonna make it much worse, calling [B] police and she'll never know the gravity of
the damage she's caused, you're causing scandal going mad in the ward now, the [A] cop is trying
to calm you, telling you he won't let no one [G#m] harm you, the same question he keeps trying
to ask you, who you [B] working for, he's talking to you like you're worth more than a dirty
whore, you're having a conversation you could be murdered for, [A] you're learning more about
exactly why you need to help, bringing more [E] hurt to court, he's kicking knowledge you
ain't ever heard before, [B] just before he leaves he reassures you that he knows that it's hard,
he underlines a mobile number you can phone on his card, [A] begs you to use it, he's useless
if you're gonna be [E] stupid, cos an answer hasn't come from your bruised lips, you're [B] on your
own, you've gotta go and give your pimp what you owe, you reach a door and then it dawns
that you've been followed home, [A] before you turn around you feel a cold blade on your
throat, [E] and then the voice says where you been bitch I wanna know, [Bm] no prizes for guessing
who it is, resistance would be [D] foolishness, you open the front door, he boots you in,
[A] here's something new in him, he's silent now, that fills you with [E] terror, get your
alibi straight, you could be killed for an error, [Bm] he towers over you, the six inch knife
catches the [D] sunlight, at this point your life flashes before your eyes, your [A] handbags dropped
and all the contents are all over the floor, [E] despite the mess there's only one thing that's
caught his eye, [Bm] and in the moment of rage he brutally murders his [D] niece and dumps her
body in the boot of his mercs in the [A] street, little lady left this earth in the [E] worst way
all because she got a card on her thirteenth [F#m] birthday, and we're all under the upper [A] hand,
and go mad for a couple [F#m] grams, and we [D] don't wanna go [A] outside tonight, [F#m] cos in a pipe she'll
[D] fly to the [A] motherland, and send love to another [F#m] man, it's [Bm] too cold [A] outside for angels [F#m] to fly,
[D] for [A] _ _ _
[F#m] angels to [D] fly, _ [A] _ _ _
[F#m] fly, _ [D] _ _ [A] fly, for angels [F#m] to fly, [D] fly, [A] fly, for angels to die _ _ _ _ _