Stephanie Quayle - Ugly lyrics
[Stephanie Quayle - Ugly lyrics]
Couldn’t have been but a hundred pounds
Soaking wet all stressed out
And worried podunck Missouri
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
A man she don’t love
But he makes six figures
She thought he’d fix her that iron gate
Feels more and more like an old bird cage
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 bows and braids
And the baby thinks mama’s the live in maid
If you ask me i think it’s ugly
So give me a rusty old grain silo
Give me good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good good
Man that 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 you girls it’s a beautiful thing
Trust me it’s far from Ugly
18 wheels and an open road
I sing my songs all across the country
Because these people trust me
So give me a rusty old grain silo
Give me good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good good
Man that loves me
He 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 you girls it's a beautiful thing
Trust me it’s so far from Ugly
Soaking wet all stressed out
And worried podunck Missouri
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
A man she don’t love
But he makes six figures
She thought he’d fix her that iron gate
Feels more and more like an old bird cage
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 bows and braids
And the baby thinks mama’s the live in maid
If you ask me i think it’s ugly
So give me a rusty old grain silo
Give me good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good good
Man that 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 you girls it’s a beautiful thing
Trust me it’s far from Ugly
18 wheels and an open road
I sing my songs all across the country
Because these people trust me
So give me a rusty old grain silo
Give me good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good good
Man that loves me
He 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 you girls it's a beautiful thing
Trust me it’s so far from Ugly