Like a Safeway cart rolling down the street
Like a sandal mark on the Savior’s feet
Just keep rolling on it’s a ghetto dawn

Baby looks so bad with her TV eyes
Going, going, gone and the picture cries
It’s a ghetto dawn

Baby looks so bad with her TV eyes
Going, going, gone and the picture cries
Baby looks so bad with her TV eyes

Like a Safeway cart rolling down the street
Past the Handy mart to the Savior’s feet
Going, going, gone and the picture cries

Baby looks so sad
Baby looks so bad
It’s a ghetto dawn

Like a Safeway cart rolling down the street
Like a sandal mark on the Savior’s feet
Just keep rolling on to a ghetto dawn

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