I got up this morning and 
I put on my shoes
I tied my shoes then 
I washed my face
I went to the mirror for to comb my head
I made a move didn't know what to do
I tipped way forward got to break and run
Baby, this ain't me
Baby, this ain't me
Got so ugly 
I don't even know myself
I left Angola, 1964
Go walking down my street, knock on my baby's door
My baby come out, she asks me who 
I amAnd I say, "Honey, don't you know your man?"
She said, "My man's been gone since 1942And I'll tell you Mr. Ugly, he didn't look like you"
Baby, this ain't me
Baby, this ain't me
Got so ugly 
I don't even know myself