Letra de 'You Can't Turn a Whore into a Lady' de Rebel Son

You can't turn a whore into a lady

Well friend, you've got a pretty woman
You think she is really something
But she is using you to play her game
Even if you treat her tender
In a month she won't remember

What you looked like or even your name
So don't even try to trust her
'Cause she leaves you broken fluster
With nobody but yourself to blame
She'll lie to you and leave you
With nothing but depression
A heartache and sorrow and shame

'Cause you can't turn a whore into a lady
Unless she wants to do it herself
She's got to be willing to do it on her own
Without nobody's help
You could try and try
But you just can't make somebody be someone else
No you can't turn a whore into a lady
Unless she wants to do it herself

Well I know you think you got it made
But she's just a jay
Listen to me friend I know her kind
She'll just tear up your nerves if you fall for her
So just walk away and leave her behind
'Cause when you fall in her lap, you're falling in her trap
And she'll rob you blind of your last dime
You're just another stranger
And you will never change her
If you try you're wasting your time

'Cause you can't turn a whore into a lady
Unless she wants to do it herself
She's got to be willing to do it on her own
Without nobody's help
You could try and try
But you just can't make somebody be someone else
No you can't turn a whore into a lady
Unless she wants to do it herself

My son
Attend unto my wisdom
And bow thine ear to my understanding
That thou mayest regard discretion
And that thy lips may keep knowledge
For the lips of a strange women drop as an honeycomb
And her mouth is smoother than oil
But her end is bitter as wormwood
Sharp as a two-edged sword
Her feet go down to death
Her steps take hold on hell
To keep thee from evil woman
From the flattery of the tongue of a strange woman
Lust not after her beauty in thine heart
Neither let her take thee with her eyelids
For by means of a whorish woman
A man is brought to a piece of bread
And the adulteress will hunt for the precious life
Let not thine heart decline to her ways
Go not astray in her paths
For she hath cast down wounded
And many strong men have been slain by her
Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death

So if you think you got a lady
But she always tells you crazy stupid stories 'bout where she's been
And you remember back before she was yours
She got around with a bunch of different men
You don't matter if you love her
That don't make a no different to any of them
'Cause if she cheated before
She's probably still a whore
And she's gonna do it again

No you can't turn a whore into a lady
Unless she wants to do it herself
She's got to be willing to do it on her own
Without nobody's help
You could try and try
But you just can't make somebody be someone else
No you can't turn a whore into a lady
Unless she wants to do it herself

No you can't turn a whore into a lady
Unless she wants to do it herself