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Date of issue: 25.10.2012
Song language: English
All the Pretty Girls |
So I call, your name |
Cross my fingers, uncross the others |
Hesitate, oh I don’t think straight |
With nothing to prove |
I don’t wanna say I’m leaving |
I’ll stay until the weekend |
You can take all the things, the boxes and rings |
And get going |
Cause I’ve been waiting for |
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night |
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes |
Well you break and take all the words from my mouth |
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down |
So I call (I call) you out (out baby) |
Just to feel a little bit better about myself (he does) |
I do (you do), baby |
I do, I do, I do (Yeah we really get it, yeah we know you do) |
Until their lips start to move |
And their friends talk music |
I’ll say «I've never heard the tune.» |
But I have, I just hate the band |
Cause they remind me of you |
Every single night ends up the same |
I don’t say much at all, but I bring up your name |
(Over and over and over) |
I think it’s striking me out |
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night |
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes |
Well you break and take all the words from my mouth |
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down |
But not you — |
You still wear boots and your hair is too long |
And then this one, doesn’t wanna admit she’s falling in love |
Oh c’mon, oh c’mon, what’s a boy to do |
When all the pretty girls can’t measure to you? |
I don’t understand your reasons |
Please just stay over the weekend |
You can’t take all those things |
They define you and me |
Everything we’ve become |
You’re all that I need |
Please don’t make me face my generation alone |
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night |
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes |
And you break and take all the words from my mouth |
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down |
But not you |
I feel your faith is destroying the world |
And then this one, never really understood the eighties is over |
And done, oh c’mon, what’s a boy to do |
When all the pretty girls can’t measure to you? |
Say |
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night |
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night |
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night |
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night |