Prima Donna - Nine Lives and Forty-Fives

Pretty Little Head

Baby don't you worry your pretty little head
Everything's been done, everything's been said
You only wanted some
Because you came for none
Now you're getting too deep inside your head

When times are rough
They try and give you up
All the words that you bled all the skin that you shed

I've been up for days
I'll nevermind aways
Going outta my skull going outta my brain

Well now you find yourself in tasteless company
A twisted situation, potential tragedy
I bet you wish you had an exit strategy
Oh yeah

I guess you better worry your pretty little head
We'll never play nice, we'll never play dead
And now the pickens are slim
You're risking life and limb
No matter how bleak no matter how grim

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Writer(s): Preston, Minton
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