She came to the coast from the Show Me state with her daddy's blue eyes and her mama's blind hate. Guess she didn't know much but she knew the rules. What she needed to learn she would find in LA not back in that school. Didn't want to read about it, guess she wanted to see. Carolea, she's Carolea. Yeah, yeah, never quite sure what she wanted to be. Just a little girl alone in a big, bad place with a devious mind and a beautiful face. Ever since she was a baby, she learned how to play. Wanted money in her hands from the easiest way. All her friends said, "Stop, girl you can't pay the price." But the hard way out don't appeal to the beast inside. She don't want to hear about the better life. Guess she's ready to be. Hey, Carolea. She never tells the truth to the folks back East, the truth about the drugs and the men she gets paid to please. Well, they don't know. Yeah, they don't see. Yeah, that finally now after all these years she's let the beast inside roam free. Carolea.
Lyrics submitted by Lusyphur