| Pretty girls
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| They never notice ugly boys like me
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| Even if I wear my heart on sleeves
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| They always seem to put me down
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| Pretty girls
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| They always seem to bite so hard
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| Even when I say don’t play
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| Insists that I will stay till dark
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| Its okay, I don’t much care
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| For the kempt hair, that’s just all looks
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| And if you say, that you do care
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| What people stare, then that’s how you look
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| Pretty girls
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| They always want to be alone
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| But everyone time their by themselves
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| They always tell me help yourself
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| Pretty girls
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| They never deal with sadness well
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| And never think about their joys
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| That’s why they need ugly boys
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| Its okay, I don’t much care
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| For the kempt hair, that’s just all looks
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| And if you say, that you do care
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| What people stare, then that’s how you look
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| Hey there baby I just wanted to let you know that
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| Its pretty hard being so damn pretty
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| And whenever you feel sad and blue
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| Just know that I am the one watching you while I sleep
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| The one that feels your tears drip down to your pillow
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| And hears all your dream nightmares and inhibitions
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| You pretty pretty girl |