Lyrics:
Fanny (imitating male)
A woman’s place is in the home.
On the streets she should not roam.
Your recent actions, they’re out of place, to the jewish
to every man
Woman and child
Don't you ever be afraid to smile
The power of a smile!
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone
Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone! Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone
down will only make the fear of falling stronger
You've got to step to be, step to be
A tightrope walker
Haunted by what he hasn't found
So many flight,
the mind, have you got the mind
Here she comes walking
Here she comes talking
I do believe it's Madame Joy
She's walking by that old street corner
Walking down the sunlit street
A smile on my face, life's so sweet
Every step, a joyful song
In this world where I belong
Guitar strums
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
walk onto the sidewalk and he started walking innocently down the street and he walked down the street and suddenly he found himself wandering...
Into
know
By the grinding of my bones
Ive been walking walking down this road
With this tireless load and these never ending stories told
A storm is coming
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman, I don't believe you
You're not the truth
No one could
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman
I don't believe you; you're not the truth
No one could
Woo
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you must be true
No one
Woo
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you must be true
No one
Are you by my side
As I'm walking away?
The city will burn
The city will fade
The lights will go out
I feel it in my bones
All I need is you
I
Pretty Woman
Performer：Roy Orbison / The Candy Men
Composer ：Roy Orbison / William Dees
Lyricist ：Roy Orbison / William Dees
Pretty woman walking
woah
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind i like to meet
Pretty woman, I don't believe you
It must be true
no one can
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street.
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet,
Pretty woman, I don't believe you.
You're not the truth.
No one
Imma night walker
Big spliff Light sparker
Shot caller from a hit row
Top dolla
Know to make bitch holla
Weaned to be the meanest
And I come around
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street, pretty woman
The kind I like to meet, pretty woman
I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Sunset, never looked darker
Street lights shine for the walkers
Ice roads, never gonna stop 'em
Night shift, when you wanna clock in?
Froze, cloaks
Pretty woman walkin' down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman, I don't believe you
You're not the truth
No one could
a girl in the bar
Walked up beside him
And this is what she said
She said, a woman came by
With a letter for you
And this is what the letter said
starts to grow a smile
She lets the heat take her jaw and then she goes to reclaim the night
So Kelly’s walking down the street while Jacob’s in a fight
He
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman, I don't believe you
You're not the truth
No one could look
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