Five years old, in my pink tutu I was spinning, spinning and no one ever knew
That these bruises hold a dirty clue I was spinning, spinning and no ever knew
Oh, pretty, pretty me I am the prettiest girl you ever did see, yeah Oh, pretty, pretty me I am the prettiest girl you ever did see
Seventh grade, my boyfriend made a joke about the way I looked in the pool So I never ate, and I looked great But I was spinning, spinning and no one ever knew
Oh, pretty, pretty me I am the prettiest girl you ever did see Oh, pretty, pretty me I am the prettiest girl you ever did see
Twenty eight years old As I'm getting dressed I'm told, I am the prettiest girl he ever did see But six months on, and that dress is gone Because the aisle is too long for me Oh
Two bags, a ticket, a couch in L.A. Nothing left to prove, finally something to say I am wise enough now, smart enough now I own my own mistakes But I got no job, I got no car, No Driver's License, No cash No savings, No heath care, No furniture, No place to live, No RIA, No retirement scheme, No winter coat, No Christmas tree, No family near me, No money for morning coffee, and No way to pay off my debt
But I am dreaming
Oh, pretty, pretty me I am the prettiest girl you ever did see, yeah Oh, pretty, pretty me I am the prettiest girl you ever did see You ever did see, yeah, yeah Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
