Pink Pout

Pink Pout

Okay, so there you go Missy cryin’ all over yourself again

Give me a smile

It’s been a while

So what’s all the pain about?

Where do you hurt?

Tell Mama first then let it all out,

the tears and the shout,

the pink in the pout

Life is too short to turn inside out

Live on a wing, and sing

Be like a bell, and ring

Sweet Little Thing

Where do you hurt?

Tell Mama first
what hurts.

ldn