Uncle Salty told me. Stories of the lonely. Baby we can only come alive to me. Her man he was lusted. Daddy he was busted. They left her to be trusted. To the orphanage. But when she cried at night. No one cared. And when she cried at night. Went insane. Uncle Salty told me. When she was just a baby. That she could buy a maybe. Someday she'd see. Soon she found that money. Is love for all the others. The pushers and the shovers. Was the life to me. But when she cried at night. No one cared. And when she cried at night. Went insane. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window. Oh oh yeah. Oh oh yeah. Now she's doin' many. For money and the penny. Sell her for a penny or two or three. Hers is the cunnin'. For men that come a runnin'. They all come for fun and it seems to me. That when she cried at night. No one cared. And when she cried at night. Went insane. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window. Oh it's a sunny day outside my window