Lyrics:
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
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
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
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
you're the type for me
Hey pretty baby, you're the type for me
I'll be good to you, you'll be trusting me
[Chorus]
Hey pretty baby, sure look good
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
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
Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you?
Tell your mama and your papa I'm a little schoolboy too
Come on now pretty baby I just
Let me guess, another album about, "Poor me
I'm so famous, it has ruined my rich little life
And I'm such a tortured artist, let me make music about
Shall I tell you about my life
They say I'm a man of the world
I've flown across every tide
And I've seen lots of pretty girls
I guess I've got
good
What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see? I'm looking good
Crusin' on them 22's, got me sittin' pretty
You should
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
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
the plastic off it, you can feel the magic
Still I'm laughing at the critics talking, I can see 'em gagging
When I'm back in the back of my city, back in
Shall I tell you about my life
They say I'm a man of the world
I've flown across every tide
And I've seen lots of pretty girls
I guess I've got
Shall I tell you about my life
They say I'm a man of the world
I've flown across every tide
And I've seen lots of pretty girls
I guess I've got
but I'm gonna to tell you the truth
I've discovered my preaching is mostly about me
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
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 got four good reasons why I cant go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist who's hand is demure
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
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
could always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although she may not be
The girl some men think of
As pretty, to my heart
She carries the key
Won't you
You make me wanna just dance and sing
You make me feel like I'm a natural man
You tell me when you want to come and go
Make me say I want a little
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