Couldn't have been but a hundred
All stressed out and worried
And I don't know how or why
But he drove off in a fury
Now skinny jeans and Maybelline
Make pretty girls do crazy things
Teenage tears and bathroom mirrors
Will stick with you throughout
Picket fence, two car garage and
a man that she don't love
And she thought he'd fix her
But that iron gate feels more
and more like an old bird cage
Than a way to keep out the danger
...So she takes to liquor
All the champagne brunches and
Can't keep a woman satisfied
Swimming pools and bow and braids
And the baby thinks mama's the live in maid
If you as me, I think it's ugly,
Gimme a rusty old rain silo
Gimme good food that sticks
Thank you for that good good
I'm telling ya girls, its a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly
Eighteen wheels and an open road
I sing my songs all across
Cause these people trust me
Gimme a rusty old rain silo
Gimme good food that sticks
With dirt on my hands and scrapes
The feeling at night when
I'm telling ya girls, its a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly
Posted to: Fantasia Barrino,
