Brandon Davis - Pretty

A hurricane of jeans on the bedroom floor
Twenty pairs of shoes on the bed
Forty-five minutes putting makeup on
I'm watching, thinking, what's coming next?
I bet by now that you've walked a couple dozen times
Asking, "Hey baby, tell me what'd you think
Do I look pretty enough tonight?"
I'm thinking I'm a lucky guy

'Cause you're pretty lovely, pretty tough
Pretty much all I'm dreaming of
When it comes to late night living room
Barefoot dancing, you're a star
Pretty patient, pretty strong
But that ain't all you've got going on
Don't get me wrong, when it comes to pretty, you set the bar
But it's pretty crazy
If you think pretty is all you are

You're Picasso in a t-shirt, painting the walls
A spackle covered beautiful mess
A sous chef, a ramen noodle queen, Einstein in a sundress
So when you think that all the world can see is just another pretty face
Girl, let me set the record straight

'Cause you're pretty lovely, pretty tough
Pretty much all I'm dreaming of
When it comes to late night living room
Barefoot dancing, you're a star
Pretty patient, pretty strong
But that ain't all you've got going on
Don't get me wrong, when it comes to pretty, you set the bar
But it's pretty crazy
If you think pretty is all you are

To me, you best believe
You're as graceful as you're smart
So if you're asking me
Pretty is a pretty good place to start

'Cause you're pretty lovely, pretty tough
Pretty much all I'm dreaming of
When it comes to late night living room
Barefoot dancing, you're a star
Pretty patient, pretty strong
But that ain't all you've got going on
You're a made up your mind
Stubborn kind that follows your heart
And don't get me wrong, when it comes to pretty, you set the bar
But it's pretty crazy
If you think pretty is all you are, all you are
And damn, you're pretty

Written by:
Clay Mills, Kendal Elizabeth Conrad, Richard Brandon Davis

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Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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