paroles de chanson Pretty Boy - Hailey Whitters
It
ain't
the
number
on
a
barbell
or
the
notches
on
your
belt
Not
the
stack
of
12
ounce
curl
PBRs
that
you're
givin'
hell
It
ain't
the
locker-room
talk
or
the
shiner
on
your
eye
Not
the
pat
on
your
back
when
your
old
man
asks
you,
"How'd
you
leave
the
other
guy?"
Makes
you
a
man,
hard
to
understand
You're
the
pretty
boy,
the
funny
boy
The
trumpet
in
a
marchin'
band
real
McCoy
The
skinny
kid
that
don't
fit
in
You've
always
been
a
little
bit
different
You
gotta
sing
your
song
in
the
middle
of
all
their
noise
Being
strong
ain't
so
pretty,
boy
So
you're
not
the
quarterback
Coal
rollin'
in
a
truck
that's
jacked
Not
tough
enough
'cause
you
don't
have
a
buck
With
enough
points
on
a
rack
No,
it
ain't
all
that
You're
the
pretty
boy,
the
funny
boy
The
trumpet
in
a
marchin'
band
real
McCoy
The
skinny
kid
that
don't
fit
in
You've
always
been
a
little
bit
different
You
gotta
sing
your
song
in
the
middle
of
all
their
noise
Being
strong
ain't
so
pretty,
boy
Oh,
oh-oh,
it
ain't
so
pretty
boy,
ooh
They
say
it's
a
negative
That
you're
sensitive
But
momma
always
said
that
that's
a
positive
So
take
the
high
road,
hold
onto
hope
Beat
to
your
own
drum
and
let
it
fill
your
soul
Stay
humble
kid,
you
won't
fit
in
You'll
always
be
a
little
different
So
sing
your
song
in
the
middle
of
that
noise
You
sing
that
song
in
the
middle
of
that
noise
Stay
strong,
pretty
boy
1 Ad Astra Per Alas Porci
2 Raised
3 Everything She Ain’t
4 Big Family
5 Middle of America (feat. American Aquarium)
6 Plain Jane
7 College Town
8 Interlude
9 Boys Back Home
10 Everybody Oughta
11 Pretty Boy
12 The Neon
13 The Grassman
14 Our Grass Is Legal
15 Beer Tastes Better
16 In a Field Somewhere
17 Ad Astra Per Alas Porci (Reprise)
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