She buys herself so many pretty things
like shoes and purses, underwear and rings
A pride in her appearance she does take
but cries when once again alone she wakes
Perhaps is not the way she looks that counts
the frustration of her loneliness starts to mount
In time she'll see her attitudes the key
and a nicer person she will start to be
Cos it don't matter if your pretty,
well dressed or even rich.
When push comes to shove
a ***** is still a *****
Jul 29, 2010
Jul 29, 2010 at 11:06 AM UTC
She buys herself so many pretty things
like shoes and purses, underwear and rings
A pride in her appearance she does take
but cries when once again alone she wakes
Perhaps is not the way she looks that counts
the frustration of her loneliness starts to mount
In time she'll see her attitudes the key
and a nicer person she will start to be
Cos it don't matter if your pretty,
well dressed or even rich.
When push comes to shove
a ***** is still a *****
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