Pretty as Pittsburgh

I wanna go slow

But I don’t know

If she’s just make believe

One of those girls

With the fake pearls

Down by the Youghiogheny

It can get loud

When she goes out

She’s got some pipes on her

Singing “Little Freak"

In the streets from

Carrick to Beltzhoover

With her hair in a braid

And her breath in my face

She says I might break

‘Cause I’m American made

She’s as pretty as Pittsburgh 

When she wants to be

With a little luck of the Irish 

She’ll be coming with me

Oh but she’s tougher than Youngstown

So I might wanna tread lightly

She may not a savior 

But she might just make you see

What you really need 

No she don’t mind

All the Mayflies 

She says we all got needs

Everything comes 

With a reason

I still don’t know what that means

Her father worked hard

Got a few scars

Yeah and he left some, too

Collecting WC

Cause you know he’s 

Still in the USW

I was trying to be cute 

But I knew it was stupid 

When I said she’d love me 

Like number 32

She’s as pretty as Pittsburgh 

When she wants to be

With a little luck of the Irish 

She’ll be coming with me

Oh but she’s tougher than Youngstown

So I might wanna tread lightly

She may not a savior 

But she might just drown me

Right where she found me

With lipstick on my cheek 

Where the 3 rivers meet

And when I wake up

With stains of her makeup

Then I’ll know McKeesport 

Is where I left my heart

I wanna go home 

But I don’t know

If I ever knew that place

So lay on my chest 

In the midwest

Before it’s all erased

She’s as pretty as Pittsburgh 

When she wants to be

With a little luck of the Irish 

She’ll be coming with me

Oh but she’s tougher than Youngstown

So I might wanna tread lightly

She may not a savior 

But she might just make you see

What’s here and used to be

But she might just make you see

What you really need