Pretty Girls

Oh, they say bad things
They come in two’s
That don’t matter to me
I sing the blues
All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullabies
Oh, they say bad things
You stick like glue
That don’t matter to me
I sing the blues
All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullabies
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oooooh
All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullabies
Oh, and all I need is this melody
I can make you smile, make you move your feet
All the pretty girls fall in love with my crooked smile
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oooooh
All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullaby
Oh, pretty girls fall in love
All the pretty girls fall in love
All the pretty girls fall in love
All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullabies