Hey Mr.Correction Officer!
You look at me everyday
staring me down, like an animal
like I wanna be in here
stay here forever.
I was a woman before I came in here.
Hey, Mr. Correction Officer,
you talk to me like I have no feelings
giving me orders
like I don't deserve no respect.
Inside this cell, I am someone different
but on the outside,
I wore perfume and business suits
party dresses too.
Held down a job
just like you
I am a woman with a soul and a heart too.
Hey, Mr. Correction Officer
inside of this Orange jumpsuit
is a beautiful woman
you don't know why I'm in here, obviously,
but I sure can't dress up in here.
Stripped of my dignity,
we all the same in here.
Wearing this jumpsuit almost 24 hrs a day
counting all the minutes, all day long,
yes I am here, where can I go.
I can't go nowhere, because I committed a crime.
Still everyday, I'm a woman with a heart, a soul
I hurt a man, that hurt me,
he used to love me, real good too.
Everything about me he loved,
atleast I thought he did
lips, heart, thighs all belonged to him
used to give me sweet kisses their too.
You kind of cute Mr. Correction Officer,
sweet just like he was.
Mr. Correction Officer,
do your job
if I didn't commit a crime
I wouldn't be doing time.
Maybe our paths would have crossed
I only have 2 years, 3hrs and a day
Don't treat me like trash,
this cell number don't define me!
I am a woman too,
with a heart and a soul