She sits alone as always
Her daughter is fast asleep
A one night stand means nothing
Accept it means far too deep.
She`s done the clothes as always
The routine that cuts inside
Her baby can sleep in warm clothes
The cold is inside the mind.
There`s no laughing no fun nothing to her day
Her parents turned their back…
That`s ok.
It`s the thoughts it`s the gossip-mongers
Leave her be
At the pay-out counter she`ll hear the sniggers
It`s society…
So the father has black skin
So the neighbours are laughin`
All respectable in their life.
Single mother single mind
Her daughter fills all her need
A one night stand means nothing
That is till she hits the street.
And we`re all the whispering type
We may go to church and live life right
But we`re all the whispering type
Yes we`re all the whispering type…
The whispering type.