Margo  
© 2008 Words and Music by Warren Hein  
                                                                          
Intro Verse/Chorus	           		
I know this painted lady, hustlin’ is her game       
Polishes hearts then breaks them                           
Treats all us guys the same                                    
Don’t lose track, she’ll stab you in the back          
Her name is Margo                                                
                                                                                                                           
Verse 1							           
Margo earns her money like walkin’ girls do
Sometimes has a “posse”, a little guy named Lou                
She’ll gladly spend your money like it’s goin’outta style    
She doesn’t have to ask for it, just flashes you that smile     

Chorus
Don't lose track
She'll stab you in the back
Her name is Margo
Here tomorrow gone today
Man you got to stay away from
Margo

Bridge 1 
Her momma called her Margie when she was just a girl 
But Margo never liked it much, it didn’t fit her world

Verse 2
This is Margo’s story, but it might as well be mine	        
She used me up and spit me out, drained my every dime     
Hell yeah I deserved it, but like a punch drunk champ	        
I’m still here to tell you I survived that little tramp

Bridge 2 
Her daddy called her Margaret, of course that wouldn’t do
So Margo later changed her name, to fit her attitude