Story Behind the Song
Sitting in the back of an old tour bus, I wrote this in dedication to my old guitar player who said, "Honey, just stand there and look pretty. We'll do the rest." He's not with us anymore. I wonder how long it took him to walk from Pheonix back to Austin?
Lyrics
Met me when I was just seventeen, treated me like you treat a queen
One problem with this monarchy, didn't see through you're pretty little scheme.
To you I was just your little trophy, then I got wind of your boasting
Pretty little drape on your arm, held her own little coup de'tat
Who needs words when you got the look, stand there and look pretty
No expanding your mind, no reading no books, stand there and look pretty
Just like to watch the way you walk, stand there and look pretty
Pretty little thing like you don't need to talk
Fast forward to a few months ago, ah look who's in control
Saw you working it on the streets, you told me I still look seventeen
Asked if I could come and sit for a spell, and don't I remember how you treated me so well?
Yeah baby, I remember those days but I remember how I sent you away
Who needs words when you got the look, stand there and look pretty
No expanding your mind, no reading no books, stand there and look pretty
Just like to watch the way you walk, stand there and look pretty
Pretty little thing like you don't need to talk
You're always saying sweet lies, you're always playing the game
Nothing new coming out of your mouth, boy you got no shame
Before you're pretty little smirk goes south, I gotta tell you boy...shut your mouth
Who needs words when you got the look, stand there and look pretty
No expanding your mind, no reading no books, stand there and look pretty
Just like to watch the way you walk, stand there and look pretty
Pretty little thing like you don't need to talk
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