Pretty, Pretty - Helen Reddy

Pretty, pretty

Sittin' pretty

Underneath a Mick Jagger poster

Writing down your number on a coaster

At your favorite bar

Friday, Saturday star

Pretty, pretty

Waitin' pretty

As you sit and nurse a Diet Cola

Dressed to kill and dinin' from a bowl of

Peanuts stale from the jar

Bracelets hiding the scar

Twinkle twinkle, weekend star

How you wonder who you are

Down below the world so high

Like a rhinestone in the sky

Oh my

Pretty, pretty

Seven pretty

Ribbons in a five and ten cent palace

Wonderland has room for one more Alice

Maybe it could be you

Girl, you’re long overdue

Pretty, pretty

With your kitty

Wonderin' when you’re comin' home to feed her

While you wait and pray that you won’t need her

Won’t need kitty tonight

Dopey sprung for Snow White

Twinkle twinkle, weekend star

If I told you who you are

You would say, «That isn’t true

That’s some other girl,» not you

Not you

Pretty, pretty

No self-pity

As you look for weekends lost forever

All the Friday nights that you will never miss

Who remembers you when

Pretty, pretty

Sleepin' pretty

In your eighty-dollar five-flat walkup

Dreamin' of the names you used to chalk up

On your bulletin board

No more chalk on the cord

Twinkle twinkle, weekend star

Shut the door and close the bar

Bolt the window, pull the shade

Cinderella’s got it made

Slow fade