| I fought it all for a while
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| But I went out of style again
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| I don’t read the magazines
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| And I can’t keep up with the trends
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| The red on my nails keeps chipping off
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| The pink on my lips just adds to the flaws
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| I ain’t good at fake lashes
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| Every time I wear high heels I fall
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| Being pretty ain’t pretty, it takes all day long
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| You spend all your money just to wipe it all off
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| You spray on your perfume, you spray on your tan
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| Get up in the morning, do it over again
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| Being pretty ain’t pretty at all
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| Mama was simple
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| Sweet as the day is long
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| Daddy always said she looked better
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| With no makeup on
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| She wouldn’t be caught dead
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| Bleaching her roots
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| But I’d spend the house payment
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| On new cowboy boots
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| How the hell did the apple
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| Fall so damn far from the tree
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| Being pretty ain’t pretty, it takes all day long
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| You spend all your money just to wipe it all off
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| You spray on your perfume, you spray on your tan
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| Get up in the morning, do it over again
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| Being pretty ain’t pretty at all
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| Being pretty ain’t pretty, it takes all day long
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| You spend all your money just to wipe it all off
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| You spray on your perfume, you spray on your tan
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| Get up in the morning, do it over again
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| Being pretty ain’t pretty at all
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| Being pretty ain’t pretty… |