Ugly - Fantasia

Couldn’t have been but a hundred pounds

Soakin' wet

All stressed out and worried

Podunk, Missouri

And I don’t know how or why or when

Her daddy left

But he drove off in a fury

She grew up in a hurry

Now skinny jeans and Maybelline

Make pretty girls do crazy things

Teenage tears and bathroom mirrors

Will stick with you throughout your years

Trust me, it’s so so ugly

Picket fence, two car garage

The man that she don’t love

But he makes six figures

She thought he’d fix her

But that iron gate feels more and more

Like an old bird cage than a way

To keep her out of danger

So she takes to liquor

Nor the champagne brunches and upper class shine

Can’t keep a woman satisfied

Swimming pools and bows and braids

And the baby thinks her mom’s a live-in maid

If you ask me, it’s so so ugly

So give me a rusty old grain silo

Give me good food that sticks to my bones

Thank you for that good good man who loves me

With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees

The feeling at night when I wash it all clean

I’m telling you girls, it’s a beautiful thing

Trust me, it’s far from ugly

Eighteen wheels and an open road

I sing my songs all across the country

Cause these people trust me

So give me…

So give me a rusty old grain silo

Give me good food that sticks to my bones

Thank you for that good good man who loves me

With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees

The feeling at night when I wash it all clean

I’m telling you girls, it’s a beautiful thing

Trust me, please trust me

It’s far from ugly