Fantasia - Ugly lyrics
[Fantasia - Ugly lyrics]
Couldn't have been but a
Hundred pounds soakin' wet
All stressed out and worried
Podunk, Missouri
And I don't know how or why
Or when her daddy left
But he drove off in a fury
She grew up in a hurry
Now skinny jeans and Maybelline
Make pretty girls do crazy things
Teenage tears and bathroom mirrors
Will stick with you throughout your years
Trust me, it's all so ugly
Picket fence
Two-car garage and a man that she don't love
But he makes six figures
And she thought he'd fix her
But that iron gate feels more and
More like an old birdcage
Than a way to keep out the danger
So she takes to liquor
All the champagne brunches
And upper-class shine
Can't keep a woman satisfied
Swimming pools and bow and braids
And the baby thinks mama's the live-in maid
If you ask me, it's all so ugly
So Gimme a rusty old rain silo
Gimme good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good
Good man who loves me
With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees
The feeling at night when I wash it all clean
I'm telling ya girls
It's a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly
Eighteen wheels and an open road
I sing my songs all across the country
Cause these people trust me
So give me gimme a rusty old rain silo
Gimme good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good
Good man who loves me
With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees
The feeling at night when I wash it all clean
I'm telling ya girls
It's a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly
Hundred pounds soakin' wet
All stressed out and worried
Podunk, Missouri
And I don't know how or why
Or when her daddy left
But he drove off in a fury
She grew up in a hurry
Now skinny jeans and Maybelline
Make pretty girls do crazy things
Teenage tears and bathroom mirrors
Will stick with you throughout your years
Trust me, it's all so ugly
Picket fence
Two-car garage and a man that she don't love
But he makes six figures
And she thought he'd fix her
But that iron gate feels more and
More like an old birdcage
Than a way to keep out the danger
So she takes to liquor
All the champagne brunches
And upper-class shine
Can't keep a woman satisfied
Swimming pools and bow and braids
And the baby thinks mama's the live-in maid
If you ask me, it's all so ugly
So Gimme a rusty old rain silo
Gimme good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good
Good man who loves me
With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees
The feeling at night when I wash it all clean
I'm telling ya girls
It's a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly
Eighteen wheels and an open road
I sing my songs all across the country
Cause these people trust me
So give me gimme a rusty old rain silo
Gimme good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good
Good man who loves me
With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees
The feeling at night when I wash it all clean
I'm telling ya girls
It's a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly