She Don't Know - Melody Gardot

Mean concrete got you walkin' to a place you know

You gonn' meet your maker when he hands you dough

Late night creature go a walkin' with her

Head hung low

All her features are a talkin'

But’a she don’t know

She don’t know…

High heels clingin' on a pavement streets a glow

Hips are swaggerin' and achin' to and fro

She don’t need no education

When the streets are mean

He done seen a revelation now

In her jeans

But she don’t know…

How easy it is to make a dollar

When a man gonna give you his wages

Just to make him scream and holler

With a number left, left in the pages

But she don’t know…