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Personality
coming soon . . .
Nature / Demeanor
coming soon . . .
Personal Quote
In my line of work, I've seen plenty of men's working's, and let me just tell you, there's not much that impresses
me.
Theme Song
Thank god I'm pretty
The occasional free drink I never asked for
The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Invitation to a stranger's car
I'm blessed
With the ability to render grown men tongue-tied
Which only means that when it's dark outside
I have to run and hide
Can't look behind me
Thank god I'm pretty
Thank god I'm pretty
Every skill I ever have will be in question
Every ill that I must suffer
Clearly brought on by myself
Though the cops would come for someone else
I'm blessed
I'm truly privileged to look this good without clothes on
Which only means that when I sing you're jerking off
And when I'm gone you won't remember
Thank god I'm pretty
And when a gaggle of faces appears around me
It's lucky I hate to be taken seriously
I think my ego would fall right through the cracks in the floor
If I couldn't count on men to slap my ass anymore
I know my destiny's such
That I must stocking and curl
So everybody thinks that I'm
A fucking Suicide Girl
Thank you god...
Thank God I'm Pretty, Emilie Autumn
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