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She woke up one Sunday morning
She said a prayer and asked for strength
She put her makeup on just perfect
For the first time in a long time
The mirror showed her grace
She heard him stirring in the kitchen
With last night's whiskey in the air
She could hear him carrying on and cussing
And then the woman in the mirror said
"You gotta get out of here"
'Cause you've been broken down, kicked around
One too many times
You finally found the strength
And he ain't gonna break my faith
She said, "I might go back to school
I know you take me for a fool
Despite what you say
Something occurred to me today
Guess what?
I am pretty"
He took a drag off his cigarette
With that patronizing look on his face
And he said, "Oh, here we go again
Got that little suitcase in your hand
Let me guess
You're gonna find your dreams today"
And she said, "You know, I just might
But either way
I'm gonna get out, I'm gonna get out
Of this godforsaken place"
'Cause I've been broken down, kicked around
One too many times
I finally found the strength
And you ain't gonna break my faith
She said, "I might go back to school
I know you take me for a fool
Despite what you say
Something occurred to me today"
'Cause I've been broken down, kicked around
One too many times
Despite what you say
Something occurred to me today
I am pretty
I am pretty
I am pretty



Autor(en): Buffy Lawson, Eric Pittarello



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