Ed Sheeran - Little lady

^G(play the la^Dsus2st chord^G in each me^D/F#asure f^Emleetingly to^C seg^Gue to the^Cadd9 next bar) [Verse 1] Rapped by Mikill Pane ^GListen ^GLittle lady, this is just the worst way to spend your birthday ^GIt's 30 degrees, ^D/F#Thursday You ^Emwork late, you was with a perv making dirty ^Cfake ^Glove in his Mercedes ^GLady the word 'rape' sums up events that take place every night ^GYou wanna get up but you know your legs will ache if you try And you ^Emremember that your punter went crazy last ^Dnight You drag your^Gself to the mirror to check your face then you cry Forget the ^Amvisit to the clinic you were booked in for You'll make a ^Ctrip to the Whittington where they'll look at your jaw They'll be in^Gquisitive and ask about your business for sure They'll know your ^Dfibbing if you tell them you got hit by a door ^AmBut young woman ^AmThe pimp sees you as nothing but a dumb hooker ^CMedical attention could be fatal 'Cause the cunt wouldn't ever let a ^Gdoctor near someone that's getting dough for him 'Cause next you go^Dt poxy authorities sticking their noses in

'cause she's ^Emjust under the ^Cadd9upper hand ^GAnd goes mad for a couple of grams ^EmAnd she don't wanna ^Cadd9go outside tonight 'cause in^Em a pipe she flies to t^Cadd9he motherland, and ^GSell love to another man, ^EmIt's too ^Cadd9cold outside ^G For ^Dangels to ^Emfly ^{C G G}Angels to ^Emfly ^{C G}

^GLittle lady, your mind you've made up ^GYour injuries you can't hide with make-up You need some ^Emmedical advice, you make up ^EmA little lie to say ^Cjust In case ^Gthe doc opens his eyes and don't decide to play ^Ddumb ^GWith any luck you'll see the same dude who stitched your top lip ^GLast year when your pimp just lost ^Dit ^GHe wo^D/F#uldn't recog^Emnise you if you stared him in the face any^Cway 'Cause all the ^Gheroin is making you age But you're a ^Amheroine for taking the strain of being a prostitute and punching bag The ^Cfunds you have left go where you're from using Moneygram ^GMother had to get you out the motherland to study ^DThat was all she struggled to have a single daughter with the upper hand ^AmLittle does she know you're never coming back ^G/BShe ^Cput you in her brother's hand only for him to formulate another plan ^GHe's the fucking cause of your appalling state this summer Fancy ^Dthat, you came to London to get pimped by your Uncle, damn.

'cause she's ^Emjust under the ^Cadd9upper hand ^GAnd goes mad for a couple of grams ^EmAnd she don't wanna ^Cadd9go outs^Gide tonight 'cause in^Em a pipe she flies to t^Cadd9he motherland, and ^GSell love to another man ^EmIt's too ^Cadd9cold outside ^G For ^Dangels to ^Emfly

^AmNow an an^G/Bgel will ^Cdie Covered in whi^Emte With closed eyes and ^Ghoping for a better life Th^Amis time, we'll fade out tonigh^Ct Straight down the ^Gline

^AmLittle lady, you're trembling with fear Your ^Cskinny frame kinda resembles a deer You're sitting ^Gfacing the detective, oh dear The meddling ^Dnurse couldn't ^D/Cjust leave it She's only gone and made it much ^Gworse calling po^Amlice in She'll ^Amnever know the gravity of the damage she's caused You're causing s^Ccandal, going mad in the ward now The cop is trying to ^Gcalm you, telling you he won't ^G/F#let no one harm you The same ^Amquestion he keeps trying to ask you 'who're you working for?' He's ^Ctalking to like your worth more than a dirty whore You're having a ^Gconversation you could be murdered for You're learning more a^Dbout exactly why you need to help bring ^G/F#him or her to court It's kicking ^Amknowledge you ain't ever heard before Just before he leaves, he reassures you that he ^G/Bknows that it's ^Chard He under^Clines a mobile number you can phone on his card Begs you to ^Guse it

'Cause an answer hasn't ^D/F#come from your bruised lips, you're on your own ^AmYou've gotta go and give your pimp what you owe You reach your door and then it ^Cdawns that you've been followed home Before you ^Gturn around you feel a cold blade on your throat And then a voice says ^D/F#'where you been bitch? I wanna know.' No prizes for ^Amguessing who it is, resistance would be foolishness You open the ^Cfront door, he boots you in There's something new in him, ^Ghe's silent now that fills you with terror ^D/F#Get your alibi straight, you could be killed for an error He towers ^Amover you, the 6 inch knife catches the sunlight At this point your ^Clife flashes before your eyes Your handbags dropped ^Gand all the contents are all over the floor Despite the mess there's only ^D/F#one thing that's caught his eye And in the ^Ammoment of rage, he brutally murders his niece And dumps her ^Cbody in the boot of his Merc, t's in the street. Little ^Glady left this earth in the worst way All be^D/F#cause she got a card on her 13th birthday

^Em'cause we're all under t^Cadd9he upper hand ^GAnd go mad for a couple of grams ^EmAnd she don't want to ^Cadd9go outside tonight ^G 'cause ^Emin a pipe she'll fly to t^Cadd9he motherland Or^G sells love to another man ^EmIt's too co^Cadd9ld outside ^{G G}For angels to f^Emly ^{C G G}Angels to fly ^{Em C}To fly, fl^Emy ^GAngels to^Em fly, to ^Dfly, to f^Emly ^GAngels to d^Gie