Zita Swoon - Pretty Girl lyrics

Talkin' bout a pretty girl She got blues behind her eyes You'd think that sadness and beauty is An unexpected combination But you can find it almost anywhere You go I'm talking 'bout a pretty girl Life ain't easy, even when you're cute People wanna put her in a frame She can't walk the streets Without them calling her names The thing about a pretty girl She carries something people crave She's like a promise someone broke She's like a room you're not allowed To go She moves like everybody Wants to move She looks like everybody Wants to look Talking 'bout a pretty girl Boys don't leave her on her own They all want a piece of the cake She puts on the table She makes them all feel like they Should do more than they are able I wanna go to bed now and fall asleep I wanna wake up in the morning In a quiet breeze I don't need the agitation Of a dog in heat Don't wanna jump around the room On my tired feet Lord, give me the power Of a peaceful mind I wanna leave these rusty ideas behind Daddy, teach me 'bout love and sensitivity Teach me 'bout intelligence and positivity Oh, teach me Talking 'bout a pretty girl She lives deep inside of me Maybe she lives the life I will lead In another lifetime Maybe I got a little taste of being free And that's how I know that She can never be She can never be that free Not that pretty girl If not even me