Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pretty Girls, artist - The Quireboys. Album song Best Of The Quireboys, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 15.06.2008
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Pretty Girls |
| Went to see her just this morning |
| To see how the child might be |
| She sat there smokin' all my cigarette’s |
| At a table set for three |
| I could have cried |
| I could have cried when she said |
| I don’t love you any more |
| I was slain and shown the door |
| Ain’t no room here anymore |
| Please don’t look to me for help |
| All the pain is with yourself |
| All the blame is with yourself |
| So I went and seen my friend’s |
| I tried to turn to them for help |
| And all that any of them said |
| You gotta look out for yourself |
| I could have cried |
| I could have cried and she said |
| I don’t love you any more |
| I was slain and shown the door |
| Ain’t no room here anymore |
| Please don’t look to me for help |
| All the pain is with yourself |
| All the blame is with yourself |
| Oh, you’re all I ever wanted |
| All I ever needed |
| Every time I see your face |
| Reminds me baby, of what we had |
| I get so lonely, ooh ya ya ya |
| All our lives, I’ve been down |
| Always seemed in badness |
| I see my friend’s every night |
| But even God don’t care any less, oh ya |
| I could have cried |
| I could have cried wen she said |
| I don’t love you any more |
| I was slain and shown the door |
| Ain’t no room here anymore |
| Please don’t look to me for help |
| All the pain is with yourself |
| All the blame is with yourself |