Pretty Woman
Father, son, holy ghost
Give me strength when I'm old
I was young when I first
Learned that love had a thirst
And it came with a doubt
Breathe it in, smoke it out
My whole life was a lie
I don't even know why
And what does it matter
As long as it's true love
And I'll be your honey
And you'll be my baby
And I'm gone
Hey pretty woman
Walking down the street
She's wearin' rollerblades
And socks to her knees
You know, it's kinda funny
How bad you are
She's smokin' cigarettes
In the back of your car
You know I can't sort it out
You know I can't say it aloud
You know I can't sort it out
You know I can't say it aloud
Father, son, holy ghost
Give me strength when I'm old
I was young when I first
Learned that love had a thirst
And it came with a doubt
Breathe it in, smoke it out
My whole life was a lie
I don't even know why
And what does it matter
As long as it's true love
And I'll be your honey
And you'll be my baby
And I'm gone
Hey pretty woman
Walking down the street
She's wearin' rollerblades
And socks to her knees
You know, it's kinda funny
How bad you are
She's smokin' cigarettes
In the back of my car
You know I can't sort it out
You know I can't say it aloud
You know I can't sort it out
You know I can't say it aloud
Give me strength when I'm old
I was young when I first
Learned that love had a thirst
And it came with a doubt
Breathe it in, smoke it out
My whole life was a lie
I don't even know why
And what does it matter
As long as it's true love
And I'll be your honey
And you'll be my baby
And I'm gone
Hey pretty woman
Walking down the street
She's wearin' rollerblades
And socks to her knees
You know, it's kinda funny
How bad you are
She's smokin' cigarettes
In the back of your car
You know I can't sort it out
You know I can't say it aloud
You know I can't sort it out
You know I can't say it aloud
Father, son, holy ghost
Give me strength when I'm old
I was young when I first
Learned that love had a thirst
And it came with a doubt
Breathe it in, smoke it out
My whole life was a lie
I don't even know why
And what does it matter
As long as it's true love
And I'll be your honey
And you'll be my baby
And I'm gone
Hey pretty woman
Walking down the street
She's wearin' rollerblades
And socks to her knees
You know, it's kinda funny
How bad you are
She's smokin' cigarettes
In the back of my car
You know I can't sort it out
You know I can't say it aloud
You know I can't sort it out
You know I can't say it aloud
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Writer(s): Andrew Newman
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