There has to be a reason
Why everyone speaks bad of my baby
I think I know that reason
And it is oh so sad
They say she walks the streets
But that's not strictly true
She's got a lot to eat
She's not as rich as you
She's just a little Miss Understood
That's all
Everyone needs somebody
To get them through that time
You may not love that someone
As much as I love mine
But if she walks the streets
Does that condemn her soul?
Or is Heaven so complete?
It rejects a heart of gold
She's just a little Miss Understood
A little Miss Understood, a little Miss Understood
That's all
And if she walks the streets
Does that condemn her soul?
Or is Heaven so complete?
It rejects a heart of gold
She's just a little Miss Understood
A little miss understood
She's just a little Miss Understood
That's all
And if she walks the streets
Does that condemn her soul?
Or is Heaven so complete?
