They don't have rhinestone ball and chains
Lunch trays don't come with Chardonnay
The bars there don't have boys to buy us drinks
We stick out like two bottle blonds
I must admit it don't sound fun
For fifteen girls to have to share one sink
He cheated, he's a villian
And you know I'd help you kill him
But we're way too pretty for prison
Hard time ain't our kind of livin'
And I don't wanna talk about
The way those jumpsuits wash us out
We're way too pretty for prison
Antifreeze and Gatorade
Arsenic in his lemonade
Takes just one sniff to bleed his brakes
But we ain't gonna do it
(She ain't gonna do it)
Yeah, we been watchin' too much TV
You ain't Thelma, I ain't Louise
But if we ask 'em they'd both agree
We should put him through it
(Don't put him through it)
He cheated, he's a villian
So let's hire somebody to kill him
(Aw!)
'Cause we're way too pretty for prison
Yeah, hard time ain't our kind of livin'
And I don't wanna talk about
The way those jumpsuits wash us out
We're way too pretty for prison
Well la-da-da-da-da
(Well la-da-da-da-da)
Well la-da-da-da-doh
(Well la-da-da-da-doh)
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-doh
Well the State won't pay for lash extensions
No suntan city, not to mention
That lack of waxin' situation, but aw...
(No)
'Cause we're way too pretty for prison, yeah
Hard time ain't our kind of livin', no
I don't wanna talk about
The way those jumpsuits wash us out
We're way too pretty for prison
Well la-da-da-da-da
(Well la-da-da-da-da)
Well la-da-da-da-doh
(Well la-da-da-da-doh)
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-doh
(Hey) La-da-da-da-doh
(Hey) La-da-da-da-doh
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-doh
Mm
Writer(s): Lori Mckenna, Hillary Lindsey, Miranda Lambert, Liz Rose
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