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He said, "You're one of those girls who's not too pretty Not too ugly, oh I guess you'll have to do." I said, "You must be reading the story of my life boy And if you like the beginning wait till page number two." Cuz some have tried to polish and others to refine me Still those that would say all my edges are too smooth I'm stuck here in the middle just trying to define me To rummage through the ruin and find some living bleeding through Cuz I have decided that here is where I'm staying And no matter where I'm going here's where I will stand And as long as I am breathing I'll sing my joy and my grieving And I'll fumble with this guitar until arthritis takes these hands I ponder what will happen and how I'll leave this earth And wonder what of this life will have me Will I go like my grandma, rejoicing rebirth Or will I go like my grandpa, kicking and screaming? I guess in the meantime I should stop all this thinking Find peace with the searching, whether lost or ever found So if you want me I'll be with Gracie, laughing and drinking Raising toasts and raising spirits and smashing empty glasses down Letras de cancionesCuz I have decided that here is where I'm staying And no matter where I'm going here's where I will stand And like all the ones before us I'll raise my voice in holy chorus And I'll watch the sacred circle as it ends where it begins Cuz I'm one of those girls who's not too pretty, not too ugly Oh I guess I'll have to do And I'm currently rereading the story of my life boy I can't wait to find out what happens on page number two From Letras Mania