| Song | The World Ain't Ready |
| Artist | Elisabeth Withers |
| Album | It Can Happen To Anyone |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gad, Withers | |
| She had the mind of a woman, and a body of a man | |
| No one she talked to,would wanna understand | |
| Spent her lonely days pretending | |
| Some how fitting in | |
| But at night she put her high heels on | |
| Showing her sexy skin | |
| She'd tear up the dance floor | |
| Breaking every rule | |
| Driving every guy crazy | |
| No one really knew | |
| The struggle she was goin through | |
| Playing different roles | |
| Wouldn't let you get you close | |
| Afraid to be exposed | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Be you the real you | |
| Love who you are | |
| Don't let nobody confuse your precious heart | |
| Somebody's right might be a wrong | |
| Girl you know where you belong | |
| Do what you gotta do | |
| Even if the world aint ready for you | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| Guy at the corner store | |
| Got a daughter who likes girls | |
| No matter how he tries | |
| Daddy can't change her morals | |
| So he buys her pretty dresses | |
| Instead of Baseball Caps | |
| And handpicks her flowers | |
| And kisses her while she naps | |
| The girl loves her daddy | |
| And wants to see him happy | |
| Says "I do" to a man | |
| Hugs her family at the wedding | |
| But underneath the vail | |
| She feels she decieved | |
| Herself | |
| Her man | |
| Her lover | |
| And the daddy she wanted to please | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 3:] | |
| So easy to laugh at somebody | |
| Without giving a chance | |
| Single out the stranger | |
| Not trying to understand | |
| That people come in different | |
| Sizes, colors, and beliefs | |
| So quick to point the finger | |
| Until the finger points at you | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuo qu : Gad, Withers | |
| She had the mind of a woman, and a body of a man | |
| No one she talked to, would wanna understand | |
| Spent her lonely days pretending | |
| Some how fitting in | |
| But at night she put her high heels on | |
| Showing her sexy skin | |
| She' d tear up the dance floor | |
| Breaking every rule | |
| Driving every guy crazy | |
| No one really knew | |
| The struggle she was goin through | |
| Playing different roles | |
| Wouldn' t let you get you close | |
| Afraid to be exposed | |
| Chorus: | |
| Be you the real you | |
| Love who you are | |
| Don' t let nobody confuse your precious heart | |
| Somebody' s right might be a wrong | |
| Girl you know where you belong | |
| Do what you gotta do | |
| Even if the world aint ready for you | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Guy at the corner store | |
| Got a daughter who likes girls | |
| No matter how he tries | |
| Daddy can' t change her morals | |
| So he buys her pretty dresses | |
| Instead of Baseball Caps | |
| And handpicks her flowers | |
| And kisses her while she naps | |
| The girl loves her daddy | |
| And wants to see him happy | |
| Says " I do" to a man | |
| Hugs her family at the wedding | |
| But underneath the vail | |
| She feels she decieved | |
| Herself | |
| Her man | |
| Her lover | |
| And the daddy she wanted to please | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| So easy to laugh at somebody | |
| Without giving a chance | |
| Single out the stranger | |
| Not trying to understand | |
| That people come in different | |
| Sizes, colors, and beliefs | |
| So quick to point the finger | |
| Until the finger points at you | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Gad, Withers | |
| She had the mind of a woman, and a body of a man | |
| No one she talked to, would wanna understand | |
| Spent her lonely days pretending | |
| Some how fitting in | |
| But at night she put her high heels on | |
| Showing her sexy skin | |
| She' d tear up the dance floor | |
| Breaking every rule | |
| Driving every guy crazy | |
| No one really knew | |
| The struggle she was goin through | |
| Playing different roles | |
| Wouldn' t let you get you close | |
| Afraid to be exposed | |
| Chorus: | |
| Be you the real you | |
| Love who you are | |
| Don' t let nobody confuse your precious heart | |
| Somebody' s right might be a wrong | |
| Girl you know where you belong | |
| Do what you gotta do | |
| Even if the world aint ready for you | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Guy at the corner store | |
| Got a daughter who likes girls | |
| No matter how he tries | |
| Daddy can' t change her morals | |
| So he buys her pretty dresses | |
| Instead of Baseball Caps | |
| And handpicks her flowers | |
| And kisses her while she naps | |
| The girl loves her daddy | |
| And wants to see him happy | |
| Says " I do" to a man | |
| Hugs her family at the wedding | |
| But underneath the vail | |
| She feels she decieved | |
| Herself | |
| Her man | |
| Her lover | |
| And the daddy she wanted to please | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| So easy to laugh at somebody | |
| Without giving a chance | |
| Single out the stranger | |
| Not trying to understand | |
| That people come in different | |
| Sizes, colors, and beliefs | |
| So quick to point the finger | |
| Until the finger points at you | |
| Chorus |