I got up this mornin'
Put on my shoes
Tied my shoes
Went to the mirror
For to comb my hair
I made a move
Know what to do
Try to break and run
Baby, this ain't me
Baby, this ain't me
Grown so ugly
Grown so ugly
Don't even know myself
Don't even know myself
Left Angola, 1964
Walkin' down the street
Knock upon my baby's door
My baby come out
And ask me who I am
I say "Honey"
"Honey, don't you know your man?"
She said "My man been gone"
"Since 1942"
"And I tell you, Mr. Ugly"
"He didn't look like you!"
