Pretty

I'm not trynna to be a super model

I'm not trynna to get a million follows

I don't need to be the diamond in the room

I'll leave that to you

Wanna spend you like a laundromat do

I could be a cheerleader for you

I just want to get a little bit of your sexy to rub off on me

'Cause I've been feeling like an ugly duck

That you cover me in magic dust

'Cause you got what I need, so

Come over here and kiss me

Get some gloss on my lips

The way you tell me I'm cute is

Boosting my confidence

All the filthy things you say

Got me blushing a bit

Making me feel so pretty

And I just want to look pretty

Like you do

Turning heads when you're walking down the street

Like you do

When you're waking up next to me

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Firefly in a blue glass bottle

Whipped cream coming out the nozzle

There's an elegance at the root of everything you do

A racing car caught in rush hour traffic

Need a bag, paper or plastic?

I hope it looks half as good on me as it does on you

'Cause I been feeling like an ugly duck

Kinda clumsy like a pick up truck

Yeah, but you've got what I need, so

Come over here and kiss me

Get some gloss on my lips

The way you tell me I'm cute is

Boosting my confidence

All the filthy things you say

Got me blushing a bit

Making me feel so pretty

And I just want to look pretty

Like you do

Turning heads when you're walking down the street

Like you do

When you're waking up next to me

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I just wanna look pretty

Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty

(Oh, you got me feeling so), pretty

Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty

(Oh, you got me feeling so)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty

(Oh, you got me feeling so), pretty

Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty

(Oh, you got me feeling so), pretty