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Ani DiFranco - Not a Pretty Girl - Hour Follows Hour
Not a Pretty Girl
01. Worthy
02. Tiptoe
03. Cradle and All
04. Shy
05. Sorry I Am
06. Light of Some Kind
07. Not a Pretty Girl
08. The Million You Never Made
09. Hour Follows Hour
10. 32 Flavors
11. Asking Too Much
12. This Bouquet
13. Crime for Crime
14. Coming Up / Tiptoe (out takes)
15. [unknown]
Hour follows hour like water follows water

Everything is governed by the rule of 'One thing leads to another'

You can't really place blame 'cause blame is much too messy

Someone's bound to get on you while you were trying to put it on me

And don't fool yourself into thinking things are simple

Nobody's lying, still the stories don't line up

Why do you try to hold on to what you'll never get a hold on?

You wouldn't try to put the ocean in a paper cup

'Cause I have had something to prove
As long as I know there's something that needs improvement
And you know that every time I move
I make a woman's movement
And first you decide what you've gotta do
Then you go out and do it
And maybe the most that we can do
Is just to see each other through it

Hour follows hour like water in a river

And from one to the next
We don't know what each hour will deliver

We just call it like we see it
Call it out loud as we can

And then afterwards, we call it all water over the dam

Maybe the moral higher ground ain't as high as it seems

Maybe we are both good people who've done some bad things

I just hope it was okay
I know it wasn't perfect

I hope in the end we can laugh
And say it was all worth it

'Cause I have had something to prove
As long as I know something that needs improvement
And you know that every time I move
I make a woman's movement
And first you decide what you've gotta do
And then you go out and do it
And maybe the most that we can do
Is just to see each other through it

We make our own gravity to give weight to things

Then things fall and they break and gravity sings

We can only hold so much is what I figure

Try and keep our eye on the big picture
Picture keeps getting bigger

And too much is how I love you
But too well is how I know you

And I've got nothing to prove this time, just something to show you

I guess I just wanted you to see
That it was all worth it to me