August 20, 2006
God’s Girl
By: R. A. Cvetich
I don’t need no size 0 jeans
And I eat more than Lean Cuisine
Don’t gotta look like girls in magazines
My beauty’s all about the unseen
I’m not always full of poise and grace
Sometimes I feel I’m out of place
I’m not caught up in life’s fast pace
And I’m more than just a pretty face
Makeup, clothes, nails, hair
Forget it all, I just don’t care
CHORUS
Cuz I am God’s girl
I’m nothing like the rest of this world
And there’s no way
I’ll ever be Miss USA
But that don’t mean a thing
Cuz I’m the daughter of a King
And weight and size
Mean nothing in His eyes
Yeah, I’m more beautiful than diamonds and pearls
Cuz I am God’s girl
I don’t need to wait by the phone
For a call from some Backstreet Boy clone
Cuz with God, I’m never alone
So just leave a message at the tone
I don’t need Prince Charming at my door
Or a hot date on the dance floor
I don’t need a Romeo to adore
I am already spoken for
Repeat CHORUS
Bridge
God’s the One who set me free
He’s who defines my beauty
And maybe someday I'll marry
But till then God has all of me
Repeat CHORUS
By: R. A. Cvetich
I don’t need no size 0 jeans
And I eat more than Lean Cuisine
Don’t gotta look like girls in magazines
My beauty’s all about the unseen
I’m not always full of poise and grace
Sometimes I feel I’m out of place
I’m not caught up in life’s fast pace
And I’m more than just a pretty face
Makeup, clothes, nails, hair
Forget it all, I just don’t care
CHORUS
Cuz I am God’s girl
I’m nothing like the rest of this world
And there’s no way
I’ll ever be Miss USA
But that don’t mean a thing
Cuz I’m the daughter of a King
And weight and size
Mean nothing in His eyes
Yeah, I’m more beautiful than diamonds and pearls
Cuz I am God’s girl
I don’t need to wait by the phone
For a call from some Backstreet Boy clone
Cuz with God, I’m never alone
So just leave a message at the tone
I don’t need Prince Charming at my door
Or a hot date on the dance floor
I don’t need a Romeo to adore
I am already spoken for
Repeat CHORUS
Bridge
God’s the One who set me free
He’s who defines my beauty
And maybe someday I'll marry
But till then God has all of me
Repeat CHORUS
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