Pretty
miss
Came
from the East Side of town
With the
hoods she would hang around
No good
was going down
Pretty
miss
All the
guys would chase her for a kiss
But they
take more than she gives
Such a
smart girl
She
could have had the world
With a
rep she can't live down
She has
stop going out
Pretty
miss
Living
in a box
Holding
in her emotions
Believing
all the lies that go around
Pretty
miss
Make
some kind of decision
Get some
kind of direction
Lesten
to your heart
Let it
show you how far you can go
Never
let go
©Copyright 2016 Thomas Dooley
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