Prima Donna - Miss Avenue lyrics

Street lights in this city are way, way too dull honey The street walkers in town can't even 'nd their way The more that you complain ,makes it harder everyday To get through to you, Miss Avenue The look on your face tells me things are gettin' worse by the minute And the walls in your room just about run outta stories to tell The more that you complain Makes it harder everyday To get through to you, Miss Avenue And the push always comes to shove Even harder when you're fallin' in luv I pray for you, Miss Avenue The more that you complain, makes it harder everyday To get through to yo