Bea Songtext
von Angel Forrest

It′s a cold winter's night
The east side of Chicago
She glides across the floor
To wash the tables down
Well, no one knows her name
She′s one of a kind that can't be tamed
She works hard to make her pay
'Cause she′s a hard-luck woman, everybody say

But she′s gone, gone
The little girl's gone

She′s a smooth-talking mama
She's got the moves
She ain′t got nothing, nothing to lose
She walks the room with just one look
Don't play fair, never by the book
Well, as it says in a magazine
Sow your seeds and you′ll have your dream
She's a woman with a hole in her heart
A hard-luck woman right from the start


But she's gone, gone
The little girl′s gone
She′s gone, gone, gone
The little girl's gone

She wants a man to take her out
But she can′t get along 'cause she′s full of doubt
She's got the wants, she′s got the needs
But she ain't nobody's squeeze
When she was young, her mama said
The type of kid that, Bobby, if you wanna wed
You′ll have to work a little hard to be
To get what you want and keep what you need

So don′t wait for the world to come along
And don't settle for just anyone
And don′t wish on no falling stars
And never forget the woman, the woman you are


She's gone, gone, gone
The little girl′s gone
She's gone, gone, gone
The little girl′s gone
She's gone, gone, gone
The little girl's gone
She′s gone, gone, gone
The little girl′s gone

Gone
Gone