Fantasia - Ugly Lyrics
(Verse)
Couldn't have been but a hundred pounds soakin' wet
All stressed out and worried Podunk, Missouri
And I don't know how or why or when her daddy left
But he drove off in a fury, she grew up in a hurry
Now skinny jeans and Maybelline
Make pretty girls do crazy things
Teenage tears and bathroom mirrors
Will stick with u throughout ur years
Picket fence, two car garage and a man that she don't love
But he makes six figures, and she thought he'd fix her
But that iron gate feels more and more like an old bird cage
Than a way to keep out the danger, so she takes to liquor
All the champagne brunches and upper class shine
Can't keep a woman satisfied, swimmin' pools and bow and braids
And the baby thinks mama's the live in maid
If u as me, I think it's ugly (so)
(Chorus)
Give me a rusty old rain silo
Give me good food that sticks to my bones
Thank u for that good, good man who loves me
With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees
The feelin' at night when I wash it all clean
I'm tellin' ya girls, it's a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly
(Bridge)
Eighteen wheels and an open road
I sing my songs all across the country
Cause these people trust me
(Chorus)
(Verse)
Couldn't have been but a hundred pounds soakin' wet
All stressed out and worried Podunk, Missouri
And I don't know how or why or when her daddy left
But he drove off in a fury, she grew up in a hurry
Now skinny jeans and Maybelline
Make pretty girls do crazy things
Teenage tears and bathroom mirrors
Will stick with u throughout ur years
Picket fence, two car garage and a man that she don't love
But he makes six figures, and she thought he'd fix her
But that iron gate feels more and more like an old bird cage
Than a way to keep out the danger, so she takes to liquor
All the champagne brunches and upper class shine
Can't keep a woman satisfied, swimmin' pools and bow and braids
And the baby thinks mama's the live in maid
If u as me, I think it's ugly (so)
(Chorus)
Give me a rusty old rain silo
Give me good food that sticks to my bones
Thank u for that good, good man who loves me
With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees
The feelin' at night when I wash it all clean
I'm tellin' ya girls, it's a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly
(Bridge)
Eighteen wheels and an open road
I sing my songs all across the country
Cause these people trust me
(Chorus)