Look at you, you're so pretty
Come over here I want a taste of ya' pretty
I know you, listen to me
You want a place to shine in the city
I see you with a smile like honey
Waving around all of your money
I see you with the face of an angel
And the heart of a real crooked devil
So pretty, so pretty, look at you, so pretty
I don't need your praise
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You don't need a taste
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Let me take you a little higher
I'll provide all you desire
Take my hand into the fire
I wanna know just what you require
I'm here for me and I don't need a master
You can talk but I know what you're after
Keep on sayin' I'm a dream come true
But I won't sell my soul to you.
I don't need your praise
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You don't need a taste
Hey, hey, hey, hey
So pretty
I don't need your praise
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You don't need a taste
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I've seen all the things you do
To advocate the lies you use
I don't need your praise
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I don't need your praise
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I don't need your praise
So pretty, so pretty