Pretty In Buffalo

	  		intro 
C G Am F x2 

verse 1 

C             G         Am          F 
L.A. tried to tell me I wasn't very pretty 
    C                 G        Am            F 
And they don't give a prize to girls who are witty 
   C               G 
So fuck you in the face 
            Am              F 
You need to get out of this place 
       C       G 
To the flyover states 
       Am      F         C          G    Am    F 
And remember what people look like 


verse 2 

   C           G           Am         F 
In Buffalo the girls don't have to be underweight 
     C             G         Am   F 
They have hips and boobs and even menstruate 
    C         G             Am        F 
And all of my friends still have real noses 
        C              G 
And the boys like them anyway 
       Am        F 
So the problem I suppose is 
    Am                   Em 
You gotta let go of your stupid ideal 
Am                              G 
Try to see the beauty in what's real 

 

C   G         Am     F 
I'm pretty in Buffalo 
      C    G            Am        F 
I'm a sexy bitch there, don't you know? 
    C    G          Am     F 
The boys like me in Buffalo 
       C         G                Am             F       C   G  Am  F 
And if you don't believe me, I'll tell you where you can go 



C G Am F 


verse 3 

C           G     Am              F 
You say you wanna find a girl who has it all 
C           G          Am           F 
Hotter than Gisele and funnier than Lucille Ball 
       C         G 
In the battle of wits and tits 
   Am              F 
We both know which way you'll go 
     C      G                  Am           F 
But "I Love Gisele" wasn't the name of that TV show 
Am                    Em 
I'm from a town where mullets aren't ironic 
   Am                    G 
So when I go home people want it 



C   G         Am     F 
I'm pretty in Buffalo 
      C          G             Am        F 
I'm a foxy motherfucker there, don't you know? 
    C      G         Am      F 
The girls like me in Buffalo 
       C         G                Am            F       C     G  Am  F 
And if you don't believe me, I'll tell you what you can blow 



C G Am F 


break 

Am               G 
I could wear Lee Press-On Nails 
    C                 D 
And Carhartt gear and crunchy bangs 
    F                                   G  
And still be in the fashion show at the mall 
Am                 G 
I could drink beer every night 
    C               D 
And eat nothing but chicken wings 
    F                          G 
And still pick up dudes at the pool hall 


C G Am F x4 




    C   G         Am      F 
And I'm pretty in Buffalo 
        C         G           Am        F 
I'm all over your face there, don't you know? 
     C         G          Am      F 
They all wanna fuck me in Buffalo 
   C         G         Am      F        C    G  Am  F 
So maybe I should just pack my shit and go 



outro 

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