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Tão Boa Quanto Podia Ser

John Hiatt

Good As She Could Be

Well, she was a millionaire
Before she was fourteen
But there was an emptiness there
That to practically everyone else could be seen
She hit up on the drug of love
Though there was no hole in her arm
There was a hole some place else
About as big as dady 10.000 acre farm

Oh, she was dying for it
For all the world to see
Ah, she was as good as she could be

Well, she had a baby at eighteen
Never finished high school
Her husband beat her for money and sex
Till that Cadillac finally ran out of fuel
One disaster led to another
Down to her and her baby son
Born with a silver spoon in her mouth
Headed south now
'Cause she was never born to run

Oh, she was dying for it
For all the world to see
Ah, she was as good as she could be

Oh, she was dying for it
For all the world to see
Ah, she was as good as she could be

Well, her momma died last year
And her daddy he called her back home
But when he opened the door
He could not recognize
This spectre of hair and bone
But it was his own baby child
Though she looked like an old woman now
Well she lived ten lifetimes in five years
Anywhere that the law would allow

Oh, she was dying for it
For all the world to see
Ah, she was as good as she could be

Oh, she was dying for it
For all the world to see
Ah, she was as good as she could be

Yeah, she was good as she could be
Ah, she was good as she could be

Tão Boa Quanto Podia Ser

Bem, ela era uma milionária
Antes de completar quatorze anos
Mas havia um vazio ali
Que praticamente todo mundo podia ver
Ela se entregou à droga do amor
Embora não houvesse buraco em seu braço
Havia um buraco em outro lugar
Do tamanho da fazenda de dez mil acres do papai

Oh, ela estava morrendo por isso
Para todo o mundo ver
Ah, ela era tão boa quanto podia ser

Bem, ela teve um filho aos dezoito
Nunca terminou o ensino médio
O marido a espancava por dinheiro e sexo
Até que aquele Cadillac finalmente ficou sem combustível
Um desastre levou a outro
Até ela e seu filhinho
Nascido com uma colher de prata na boca
Agora indo para o sul
Porque ela nunca nasceu para correr

Oh, ela estava morrendo por isso
Para todo o mundo ver
Ah, ela era tão boa quanto podia ser

Oh, ela estava morrendo por isso
Para todo o mundo ver
Ah, ela era tão boa quanto podia ser

Bem, a mamãe dela morreu no ano passado
E o papai a chamou de volta para casa
Mas quando ele abriu a porta
Ele não conseguiu reconhecer
Esse espectro de cabelo e osso
Mas era sua própria filhinha
Embora agora ela parecesse uma velha
Bem, ela viveu dez vidas em cinco anos
Em qualquer lugar que a lei permitisse

Oh, ela estava morrendo por isso
Para todo o mundo ver
Ah, ela era tão boa quanto podia ser

Oh, ela estava morrendo por isso
Para todo o mundo ver
Ah, ela era tão boa quanto podia ser

É, ela era tão boa quanto podia ser
Ah, ela era tão boa quanto podia ser

Composição: John Hiatt