My mother says I am a pretty girl

She says that I have my father's eyes

Oh, my mother says that I am beautiful

But she picks apart her every shape and size.

So when my mother says I am a pretty girl

While I'm walking around with my mother's thighs

When my mother says that I am beautiful

All I'm thinking to myself, "my mother lies"

Because if she don't think she's pretty, how can I ?