NINA SIMONE

NINA SIMONE - Mr. Smith lyrics

rate me

don't you realize, Mr. Smith?

don't you realize what thirty dollars buy today?

just some stockings, and that's it.

I came from Havanah

my mother was wild as you are

she often said to me

my child, don't sell yourself

for just a dollar or two

if you end up like me

god bless you, child

so think it over

for that little money

you give to me, Mr. Smith

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