I wanted lace, I wanted pearls
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To be a princess like the other girls
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But life came hard to my front door
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And I grew up tryin' to even up the score
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Tough; I ain't never been nothin' but tough
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All my edges have always been rough
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But Jesus loves me anyway; oh, back off
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There ain't nothin' wrong with a woman who got a little backbone
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Just wait till you taste her kind of love
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You want a shy little thing
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A pretty little high-heeled thing
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You're gonna cry if I don't polish up
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Tough
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The way I see it, the hand of Fate
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Did me a favor with the cards he dealt my way
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Found out fast life is a game
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You're out real quick if you don't know how to play
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Tough; I ain't never been nothin' but tough
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All my edges have always been rough
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But Jesus loves me anyway; oh, back off
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There ain't nothin' wrong with a woman that got a little backbone
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Just wait till you taste her kind of love
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You want a shy little thing
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A pretty little high-heeled thing
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You're gonna cry if I don't polish up
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I'll be serious, you ain't fooled me much
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You're still hangin' 'round so you can try your luck
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With tough; I ain't never been nothin' but tough
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All my edges have always been rough
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You want a shy little thing
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A pretty little high-heeled thing
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You're gonna cry if I don't polish up
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You know what I gotta say about that is tough
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Tough
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| Kellie Pickler |
