Under It All - Bobby Bare

All the powder and paint that hides her sweet face

Isn’t her as she really should be

She’s distant and cold but under it all

She’s the same girl that used to love me

All the booze drinking men

That she calls her friends

Aren’t the friends she used to bring home

She’s not what she’s been called and under it all

She’s the same girl that I’ve always known

She may dance too close and too long

And do some things that seem wrong

Or seem hard and bad

And that’s what’s so sad

'Cause she’s soft down under it all

All the things that she says

And the way she may dress

Doesn’t mean she’s really gone bad

She’s not really at fault and under it all

She’s really quite homesick and sad

She’s not really at fault and under it all

She’s really quite homesick and sad