Frankie’s never been to school nut she’s nobody’s foolShe can outsmart you allFrankie just threw her husband out,’cos that’s something she can do withoutNever took care of the kidsOnly after ass and titsNightshifts and early wake-up callsChildren running in the hallBut Frankie is okNow she’s waiting in line to buy a ticket for the lotteryWith a big smile on her faceFrankie tries to soothe her troubled mindBecause life isn’t always kindShe’s sure things will work outShe keeps her hands firmly on her purseIn which the lottery ticket burnsToday a tramp tomorrow queenAnd if not dreams are for freeDayshifts and late-night callsA lot of screaming in the hallBut Frankie is just fineNow she’s waiting in lineWith 3 shopping bags in a groceryAnd a big smile on her faceThen a man says: »Bitch, move your fat ass a bit »Frankie says: »Thanks for the compliment,You ugly piece of shit!I am a bitchBut that’s why I manageAnd talking ’bout my assWell, you can fucking kiss it »She never even checked the number on het lotIt might have been on purpose or maybe she forfotThe thought of being lucky simply was enoughDon’t let nobody drag you downBut play it rough