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 Last night's whiskey in the air She could hear him carryin' on and cussin' Then the woman in the mirror said You gotta get outta here 'Cause you've been broken down and 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 occured to me today Guess what, I am pretty He took a drag off his cigarette That patronizing look on his face And he said 'Ah, 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 God-forsaken place 'Cause you've been broken down and 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 occured to me today 'Cause I've been broken down and kicked around One too many times Despite what you say Something occured to me today I am pretty I am pretty I am pretty Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com