C
thank god i’m pretty
Am
the occasional free drink i never asked for
Dm
the occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Fm G7
invitation to a stranger’s car
C
i’m blessed
Am
with the ability to render grown men tongue – tied
which only means that when it’s dark outside
Dm Fm
i have to run and hide can’t look behind me
G7 C
thank god i’m pretty
C
thank god i’m pretty
Am
every skill i ever have will be in question
Dm
every ill that i must suffer merely brought on by myself
Fm G7
though the cops would come for someone else
C
i’m blessed
Am
i’m truly privileged to look this good without clothes on
Dm
which only means that when i sing you’re jerking off
Fm
and when i’m gone you won’t remember
G7 Am
thank god i’m pretty
Dm Fm G7
thank you god
A
oh , lord
Dm
thank you god
F G
oh , oh
Dm G
and when a gaggle of faces appears around me
C A
it’s lucky i hate to be taken seriously
Dm G7
i think my ego would fall right through the cracks in the floor
C A
if i couldn’t count on men to slap my ass anymore
Dm G7
i know my destiny’s such , that i must stocking and curl
C A
so everybody thinks that i’m a fxxking suicide girl
Dm Ddim G7
A
thank you god
F#m
for the occasional champagne i never asked for
Bm
the occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Dm E
invitation to a stranger’s car
A
i’m blessed
F#m
with the ability to render grown men tongue – tied
which only means that when it’s dark outside
Bm Dm
i have to run and hide can’t look behind me
E F#m
thank god i’m pretty
Bm
thank god
E F#m
thank god
Bm
thank you
D
thank you
A D Dm A
thank you goooooooooooooooooood
C
thank god i’m pretty
Am
the occasional free drink i never asked for
Dm
the occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Fm G7
invitation to a stranger’s car
C
i’m blessed
Am
with the ability to render grown men tongue – tied
which only means that when it’s dark outside
Dm Fm
i have to run and hide can’t look behind me
G7 C
thank god i’m pretty
C
thank god i’m pretty
Am
every skill i ever have will be in question
Dm
every ill that i must suffer merely brought on by myself
Fm G7
though the cops would come for someone else
C
i’m blessed
Am
i’m truly privileged to look this good without clothes on
Dm
which only means that when i sing you’re jerking off
Fm
and when i’m gone you won’t remember
G7 Am
thank god i’m pretty
Dm Fm G7
thank you god
A
oh , lord
Dm
thank you god
F G
oh , oh
Dm G
and when a gaggle of faces appears around me
C A
it’s lucky i hate to be taken seriously
Dm G7
i think my ego would fall right through the cracks in the floor
C A
if i couldn’t count on men to slap my ass anymore
Dm G7
i know my destiny’s such , that i must stocking and curl
C A
so everybody thinks that i’m a fxxking suicide girl
Dm Ddim G7
A
thank you god
F#m
for the occasional champagne i never asked for
Bm
the occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Dm E
invitation to a stranger’s car
A
i’m blessed
F#m
with the ability to render grown men tongue – tied
which only means that when it’s dark outside
Bm Dm
i have to run and hide can’t look behind me
E F#m
thank god i’m pretty
Bm
thank god
E F#m
thank god
Bm
thank you
D
thank you
A D Dm A
thank you goooooooooooooooooood