Beautiful Girl

C'est la Vie

She always was the most beautiful girl in the school.
She rode my bus, broke my heart as a general rule.
She married young, she married stupid
And stupid was mean.
They had a kid and when they did,
She was only eighteen.

Chorus:
She’s holding on.
Just holding on.
She’s been too strong
For too long.

Back in high school,
She ran like the wind with the breeze in her hair.
She looked so perfect,
Hurdling everything, lighter than air.
I saw her down at the laundromat
Yesterday, in gravity’s arms.
She said she had a bad day,
All this growing up was losing its charm.

repeat chorus

Her mean old man left yesterday,
Now she’s standing alone.
With three little kids,
A black eye shine and an unlisted phone.
What can I say?
I just pray some way somewhere,
That someday she’ll feel beautiful,
Once again with the wind in her hair.

repeat chorus

She always was the most beautiful girl in the school.

 

“Beautiful Girl” appears on C’est la Vie.


© and ℗ 1997 Marques Bovre/Brian Bauhs