Zita Swoon - Pretty Girl lyrics
[Zita Swoon - Pretty Girl lyrics]
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 me
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 me