You come to my house at 8 for a date

You scream and shout I ask what it’s

About you freak out cause I’m not pretty

I don’t wear the short skirts I’m not pretty

Cause I don’t have a curler I’m not pretty

Cause I come out in my rugby shirt not a skirt

I don’t mascara cause all the people just scar

Me I don’t have it bro I just have sol de ja Rio

Oh i thought you were mine we were so divine

Just texting you ask change from jeans to a dress

No I like how I dress but I think I look pretty cool

And I’ll one day show you and I’ll. ask you drool

Look at all the others drop they think I’m cool

I don’t need you I don’t want you I don’t want

All the work you jerk I don’t need the hairdresser

Every day I don’t need the makeup everyday just

To make you happy with me go cry in ya pillow

Cause you’ll realise when boys are at my door

You wish you dident slam my face in it your going

To regret it and not when I get ‘‘pretty’’ done with you

You you

Your going to wish on a star that you dident throw me

Away oh I wish you never came you never had any game

So don’t come back or I think I’ll strat

Smacking so don’t come back when I get ‘’pretty’!