Thank God I'm Pretty - Cover By Spiritual Front

Thank God I'm pretty
 The occasional free drink I never asked for
 The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
 Invitation to a stranger's car
 I'm blessed
 With the ability to render grown men tongue-tied
 Which only means that when it's dark outside
 I have to run and hide
 Can't look behind me
 Thank God I'm pretty
 Thank God I'm pretty
 Every skill I ever have will be in question
 Every ill that I must suffer
 Clearly brought on by myself
 Though the cops would come for someone else
 I'm blessed
 I'm truly privileged to look this good without clothes on
 Which only means that when I sing you're jerking off
 And when I'm gone you won't remember
 Thank God I'm pretty
 Thank you God
 Oh Lord
 Thank you God
 And when a gaggle of faces appears around me
 It's lucky I hate to be taken seriously
 I think my ego would fall right through the cracks in the floor
 If I couldn't count on men to slap my ass anymore
 I know my destiny's such
 That I must stocking and curl
 So everybody thinks that I'm
 A fucking Suicide Girl
 Thank you God
 For the occasional champagne I never asked for
 The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
 Invitation to a stranger's car
 I'm blessed
 With the ability to render grown men tongue-tied
 Which only means that when it's dark outside
 I have to run and hide
 Can't look behind me
 Thank you God
 Thank you God
 Thank you God
 Thank you thank you thank you thank you
 Thank you God