Talkin' bout a pretty girl She got blues behind her eyes You'd think that sadness and beauty is An unexpected combination But you can find it almost anywhere You go
I'm talking 'bout a pretty girl Life ain't easy, even when you're cute People wanna put her in a frame She can't walk the streets Without them calling her names
The thing about a pretty girl She carries something people crave She's like a promise someone broke She's like a room you're not allowed To go She moves like everybody Wants to move She looks like everybody Wants to look
Talking 'bout a pretty girl Boys don't leave her on her own They all want a piece of the cake She puts on the table She makes them all feel like they Should do more than they are able
I wanna go to bed now and fall asleep I wanna wake up in the morning In a quiet breeze I don't need the agitation Of a dog in heat Don't wanna jump around the room On my tired feet Lord, give me the power Of a peaceful mind I wanna leave these rusty ideas behind Daddy, teach me 'bout love and sensitivity Teach me 'bout intelligence and positivity Oh, teach me
Talking 'bout a pretty girl She lives deep inside of me Maybe she lives the life I will lead In another lifetime Maybe I got a little taste of being free And that's how I know that She can never be She can never be that free Not that pretty girl If not even meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.