Backstory
I wanted to write a modern country song for a female artist, and channeled an ex-girlfriend from 10 years ago who told me “I’m too pretty for prison,” when discussing my extra curricular activities with other women. This song is actually the flip side of Ella Langley’s song “Girl You’re Taking Home,” it is the perspective from the girl she’s talking about. It’s not about being the heartbroken #2 girl, it’s about the #1 girl taking control. I believe this song will be incredibly successful with females. I’ve had a very good response to it. All of my songs are 100% written and owned by me and registered on my BMI Music Publisher and Songwriter accounts. Ai is used for demo purposes. High quality mastered version of song on Spotify link.
https://open.spotify.com/album/0oQ7AycAnTzGxOfiOE54xd?si=6PkqWu6pQO2f1qLTKIH_RA
Lyrics
Too Pretty For Prison
[Verse 1]
He said all the right things, yeah, he had that charm,
Blue eyes, tattoo, a bible verse on his arm.
I met his mama, we said grace before we ate,
Had Sunday dinner like it might be fate.
Then I saw a text light up his phone,
And my smile turned into stone.
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t jealous, but I ain’t dumb,
And if he don’t fix it, I’m the one that’s gone.
[Chorus]
I’m too pretty for prison, so you better straighten your ass up,
I don’t fight for cheaters, I just pack my stuff.
Don’t make me show that crazy side I try to keep hidden,
Boy, I got nails, heels, and a clean record I’m keepin’.
So think real hard before you turn that ignition—
’Cause I’m too pretty for prison.
[Verse 2]
His ex keeps poppin’ up like a bad perfume,
Still hangin’ ‘round, still stalkin’ his room.
He swears he loves me, but I see through the smoke,
One more “hey stranger” and this girl’s gonna blow.
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t violent, but I ain’t blind,
Don’t make me lose what’s left of my mind.
[Chorus]
I’m too pretty for prison, so you better straighten your ass up,
Don’t test my peace, boy, don’t push your luck.
Don’t make me show that wild side you think’s just fiction,
’Cause I ain’t wearin’ stripes, and orange ain’t my pigment.
So think twice before you cross that mission—
’Cause I’m too pretty for prison.
[Bridge]
Yeah, I got a temper, but I’ve got grace,
And you don’t wanna see both in the same place.
So tell that girl she can keep her distance,
‘Cause baby, I’m too pretty for prison.
[Final Chorus / Tag]
I’m too pretty for prison, too fine for a fight,
Too good to cry over a fool at night.
Don’t make me call Jesus just to ask forgiveness—
For doin’ somethin’ dumb and lookin’ damn good in it.
Yeah, I’m too sweet for revenge but too proud to play the victim…
And boy, you’d better listen—
’Cause I’m too pretty for prison.