| Lyrics: | Kirsty MacColl/Pete Glenister)
She was a party girl, stayed up til the small
hours
Now she's embarrassing and everybody laughs
At the girl with the face that could
drive her baby wild
Now wasn't she the child with everything?
You should have seen
her with her head held high
Now what do pretty girls do?
She used to be the apple of his
eye
Now what do pretty girls do?
She went through such a lot
And never even
learned
That even pretty girls can get their fingers burned
She's got a cabin in a
town upon the border
She gets in trouble with the local law and order
Everybody's happy
when she isn't at the door
She sends out invitations to everyone
They don't come
(And
the phone ain't ringing for her now)
You should have seen her with her head held
high
Now what do pretty girls do?
She used to be the same as me or you
Now what do
pretty girls do?
Well they get older just like everybody else
She never thought she'd have
to take care of herself
You should have seen her with her head held high
Now what do
pretty girls do?
She used to be the apple of his eye
Now what do pretty girls
do?
Collecting all the records and the posters
Of the people that she knew
And they
knew
That she'd get older just like everybody else
She never thought she'd have to take
care of herself |
