Rita, The Lady of No Fixed Abode
1. Rita was twenty-one years old last Friday Nobody sent her a card She was out on the streets with a bottle of booze She’s got nothing to gain now and nothing to lose There are no cake and candles for Rita She’s a lady of no fixed abode 2. Born at the end of a family of seven Her parents always poor A child of the streets by the time she could walk Screaming…