Poor Little Pretty Girl Songtext

von John Loudermilk

Poor little pretty girl
Don't you wish your face was plain like the little Mary Jane next door
Who works from eight to five at a downtown store
And goes with a cute little guy on the second floor

Poor little pretty gril
You got to be back-stage at ten all made up and in a jolly way
With clever little funny things to say
To entertain the customers who pay
It's a different world for a little pretty girl wouldn't you say

Poor little pretty gril
Clothes you find you have to wear aause the neighborhood to stare and talk
And married men do watch you when you walk
Oh how loud and clear you hear their thoughts
It's a different old world bein' a pretty girl wouldn't you say

And everywhere you go you're recognized
By the make-up on your pretty lonely eyes
When you think you've met a nice guy
The first thing that the rascal does is try
And then you cry and then he says goodbye
It's a lonesome old world bein' a pretty girl wouldn't you say
Hey little pretty girl hey little pretty girl