She made it on her own
A face carved of stone
Sits back to polish her pocket knife
A big thick cigar
And her whiskey jar
Her idea of a perfect life
She’s a self made girl
Shaved away all her curls
Came all the way to
whisper it in your ear
She’s a self made girl
And she’s outta control
Can’t you see that she
ain’t falling for tears?
Got used to the pain
A deaf ear for complaints
She’s getting tough on her way now
the self made girl
Turned cold of the war
Another pain to ignore
That’s how she made it as
a self made girl
She’s a self made girl
Shaved away all her curls
Came all the way to
whisper it in your ear
She’s a self made girl
And she’s outta control
Can’t you see that she
ain’t falling for tears?
Thursday, April 9, 2009
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