Lyrics:
lady when I tell her
The I do indeed love to smell her
Sopping wet your pink umbrella
Do the dog with Isabella
I'm so in love yes with an artist
they won't tell me what not to say
And though me and my party days have all pretty much parted ways
You'd swear to God I've forgot I'm the guy that
me, pretty baby
Don't you know you're gonna hurt me so
Well I'm gonna tell my mother,
I'm gonna talk to my father too
Well I'm gonna tell my sweet
pretty baby
Don't you know you're gonna hurt me so
Well I'm gonna tell my mother
I'm gonna talk to my father too
Well I'm gonna tell my sweet mother
pretty baby
Don't you know you're gonna hurt me so
Well I'm gonna tell me mother
I'm gonna talk to my father too
Lord I'm gonna tell my sweet mother
pretty baby
Don't you know you're gonna hurt me so
Well I'm gonna tell my mother
I'm gonna talk to my father too
Well I'm gonna tell my sweet mother
I've walked for miles, my feet are hurting
All I want for you to make love to me
Am I hard enough?
Am I rough enough?
Am I rich enough?
I'm not
as me and it makes me cry
'Cause I remember you and I
Please don't tell me if it's true
Because I'm still in love with you
Pretty darlin' you my pretty
But if you leave me, pretty baby
Don't you know you're gonna hurt me so
Well I'm gonna tell my mother
I'm gonna talk to my father too
Well I'm gonna
I'm told (She has never told)
Whoa
But where's my spark in the dark?
Glow glow glow see'mon glow
The funky pretty flame in my heart
Me and my
goodbye
Tell me why she left me I'll tell you why I cried
Tell me why I'm lonely I'll tell you why I'm alone
Tell you why I stayed around tell me why
Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with
you
Tell your mom and your papa, I'm a little schoolboy too
Come on now pretty baby, I just
worry your pretty little heart
And I said
Baby you got me, don't worry your pretty little heart
Tell me that's the money
Tell me I'm a star
Tell me
but I'm gonna to tell you the truth
I've discovered my preaching is mostly about me
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl
But she doesn't have a lot to say
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl
But she changes from day to day
I wanna tell
flames
You can tell me when it's over, mm
If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
'Cause you know I
I've walked for miles my feet are hurting
All I want for you to make love to me
Am I hard enough?
Am I rough enough?
Am I rich enough?
I'm not too
flames
You can tell me when it's over, mm
If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
'Cause you know I
I'm a hard case that's tough to beat
I'm your charity case so buy me something to eat
I'll pay you at another time
Take it to the end of the line
Well darling, oh won't you come a little closer
I promise pretty darling, I didn't know what I was saying
And now I'm praying that you won't say
Cinderella cinderella, pretty pretty pretty cinderella
It's late now
While your lips were kissin' mine
I forgot to watch the time
And I'm sorry
back for more
Oh, it's a mystery how you disappear
Like a shadow in the night
(Tell me I'm not dreamin')
Are you, oh baby, too good to be true?
And who's gonna hold you like me?
And who's gonna know you, if not me?
I laughed in your face and said
"You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith
This
I got a pretty new truck
Had some pretty good luck
And some pretty red wine I'm sippin'
Got a pretty guitar
With a white pick guard
And a pretty
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