The Boys Are Too Refined
The boys are kissing bright
They are the brilliant ones who speak and write
With silver luck
They sing in clever tongues
Oh, how my knees go weak to be the one
She kicks and bucks
Always quick to follow
The boys are too refined
Won't matter tomorrow
Oh, to be in his mind
And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And If I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance
To daddy singing sweet
A lullaby to all his credit speak
His golden light
To the edge with a car
He sent if off a cliff just for the spark
To hell with why
Always quick to follow
The boys are too refined
Won't matter tomorrow
Oh, to be in his mind
And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And If I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance
And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And If I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we
And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And If I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance
They are the brilliant ones who speak and write
With silver luck
They sing in clever tongues
Oh, how my knees go weak to be the one
She kicks and bucks
Always quick to follow
The boys are too refined
Won't matter tomorrow
Oh, to be in his mind
And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And If I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance
To daddy singing sweet
A lullaby to all his credit speak
His golden light
To the edge with a car
He sent if off a cliff just for the spark
To hell with why
Always quick to follow
The boys are too refined
Won't matter tomorrow
Oh, to be in his mind
And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And If I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance
And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And If I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we
And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And If I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance
Credits
Writer(s): Anne Preven, Scott Cutler, Greta Morgan Salpeter, Bob Morris
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