Inna came from Mexico
She tried to find a job
Figured she'd work on rich girls' nails
That couldn't be so hard
Inna's got a twelve year old
And you can see it in her smile looking at her eyes
Yeah that's right, she keeps her smile when she's about to cry
I think she knows the truth but she whispers faith
Inna's friends back home think she's got it made
Every week she sends some money home