The shoe lays alone resting from its last walk
Beside the body outlined by chalk

This shoe had a nice life with Salley
But somehow she and it ended up laying in blood inthe alley

Come along with me on Salley's journey
And see how she lived because she's owed a little bit of sympathy

She done some wrong
And dragged the shoe along

But she also done right
Which always gaveher hope that she'll finally make it and see the light

She was a runaway
'Cause at home, she was taken advantage of in each and every way

She turned to the streets looking for love
Not knowing what they were made of

She made money the best way she could
Her motto: if she could, she would

Things took a drastic turn
And then was when she learned

Experience taught her
That she could do better

She wanted to get out but got herself into somethingshe couldn't escape
She couldn't get the money and ended up getting raped

That's how she ended up here, dead, in the alley
All because she owed a pimp some money