The Prettiest Girl (Some Girls demo)
© 2001 juliana hatfield music

I wanna hang around with you
I never got anything to do
I kind of cover myself up
when I when I watch you strut
in your tube top
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl in the world
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl in the world
your mother's on the phone
you tell her you're not coming home
you're washing donuts down with beer
while someone's brushing your hair
and you're walking down the hall
like you don't care at all
can I feel your tragic wrist
and can I have your cherry lips
can I be born into this
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl in the world
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl in the world

come on baby give me some
of your precious attention
your honor I defend
from all the dirty old men
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl in the world
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl in the world
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl in the world
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl
you're the prettiest girl in the world
god help me I'll never forget you