Alright, you got me
I don't play a good guitar
But what do want from me
It's just a stupid bar
I didn't t promise anything
You think I'm pretty and you like the way I talk
I like your music
And you like the way I walk so
I think we're gonna get along
I like the way you wear your sweater off your shoulder
The way your hair comes down and makes you look older
How are you getting so handsome my boy?
Pretty baby…
Pretty baby…
Aahhh…
The way your face is shaped
I wonder if you know
The way you stand back and your silhouette glows
I'm electrified
I'll be up all night now
Use that voice
Sing that song
And tell me to come on, to come on, come on
You want here no x2
Pretty baby x2
Aaahhh
Writer(s): Elizabeth Grant
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