They look at her and think she's pretty
And just a rich girl from the suburbs
She uses sparkling extravagant jewelry
And her pleated pants and silk blouse to match
To top it off she drives a 2009 BMW
They stare at her and criticize her beauty
Wondering who the hell she thought she was
And I guess you too probably want to know
Well, she came from a village where her body was the best paying job
She has three kids......7......5...and 2
She never had the life she wanted
Her childhood was gone before she was born
She had no father by her side
And a mother who mostly cried
The misery she comes from is unthinkable
And that pretty woman 5ft 6inches tall
Has a masters degree in Chemistry
A bachelor degree in social science
And to top it off again
She owns the supermarket you're in
And she my dear is my pretty sister and a pretty woman i bet
Never judge a woman by the way she dresses
The way she walks
Or maybe the way she talks
Cause its hard to tell who she is
Where she came from
And where she's going
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