Big Pretty Bows

I Used to be so innocent
I Used to be so smart
Now the only thing I got going for me is I can boogie down on the guitar
I Used to know right from wrong
And to listen to every song
I Used to be a glowing angel with my halo and wings
Now I got laundry up to the ceiling and a platinum diamond ring

I love when momma would blow dry my hair
She'd stand in the mirror said I look as pretty as can be be
Said momma I ain't scared of what they think about my clothes
Remember that time you'd dress me up in those
Big Pretty Bows

I Used to love my denim coat and all the stares I'd get I used to smoke those rowdy Awful cigarettes
But I quit cuz I want my grandchildren to know who I am
I Used to read those magazines talking bout beauty queens
I Used to love those dance hangouts oh poor father don't be in doubt
Cuz I always find my way back home

I love when momma would blow dry my hair
She'd stand in the mirror said I look as pretty as can be be
Said momma I ain't scared of what they think about my clothes
Remember that time you'd dress me up in those
Big Pretty Bows

Used to have bad boyfriends
But now I got my best friend
Used to be wondering about the City
But Now all I listen to is Conway Twitty
Used to be so cute with my ribbons and curls
Now I love my acres of land and my big shiny pearls

I love when momma would blow dry my hair
She'd stand in the mirror said I look as pretty as can be be
Said momma I ain't scared of what they think about my clothes
Remember that time you'd dress me up in those
Big Pretty Bows
Big Pretty Bows
Big Pretty Bows
Big Pretty Bows
Big Pretty Bows