Black and blue from passing around
Whitey says, "Lady ain't a hit no more"
Cecilia Amanda, I don't want to see you get like you got before
Another patient in a party dress yesterday
Dancing on a permanent scratch
In a place where lonely men pay
To make their opposites match

Little Miss Amanda wants to know
How long you're going to be gone
And she asked me can I fix it
So your record plays the rest of her song

Because every remembrance of you has been buried below
Every memory that I unhappily know

I'm sorry for you, and your kid
The things you promised that you never did
She asked me, "Are you a pretty dancer?"
But I don't think I'm going to answer

Oh, black and blue from passing around
While you fake me back to the daily score
If you got a little baby now
I don't want to see you around here no more
Amanda put on her new party dress yesterday
Dancing to a record you scratched
Some dealing amateur actor making opposites match