Thank God I'm Pretty

Thank God I'm pretty

the occasional free drink

I never asked for

the occasional admission

to a seedy little bar

invitation to a strangers car

I'm blessed

with the ability to rend

a grown man toung-tied

which only means

that when its dark outside

I have to run and hide

can't look behind me

thank God I'm pretty

Thank God I'm pretty

every skill I ever have

will be in question

every ill that I must suffer

clearly brought on by myself

though the cops would come

for someone else

I'm blessed

I'm truly privaleged

to look this good

without clothes on

which only means

that when I sing

your jerking off

and when I'm gone

you won't remember

thank God I'm pretty

Thank you God

oh Lord

Thank you God

oh oh

and when a gaggle of faces

appears around me

I'ts lucky I hate

to be taken seriosly

I think my ego would fall

right through the cracks

in the floor

if I couldn't count on men

to slap my ass anymore

I know my destiny such

that I'm all stocking and curl

so everybody thinks

that I'm a fucking suicide girl

ohho

thank God I'm pretty

the occasional champane

I never asked for

the occasional admission

to a seedy little bar

invitation to a strangers car

I'm blessed

with the ability to rend

a grown man tounge-tied

which only means

that when it's dark outside

I have to run and hide

can't look behind me

thank God I'm pretty

Thank God

Thank God

thank you

thank you

thank you

thank you

thank you God