Nina Simone - Mr. Smith Lyrics
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 Havanahmy mother was wild as you areshe often said to memy child, don't sell yourselffor just a dollar or twoif you end up like megod bless you, childso think it overfor that littlemoneyyou give to me, Mr. Smith