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Pretty Things

Down, down, let your crazy out

Boys go crazy over you

Grip like a New York window cleaner

Just staring at youYouth don't leave me, hair stay on me

God, I love those hips

Oh, memory don't forsake me

Not like thisAll those pretty things, don't sweat the pretty things

So collectible, why not collect them all

Obviously cunningly, womanly

All those pretty things, God bless the pretty thingsThey're still out there somewhere

Making men feel this way

At fallen Broadway station

I see them every day, all dayDownload a little meditation

It might pull you through

She blinded me with silence

Anchored here with youAll those pretty things, don't sweat the pretty things

So collectible, why not collect them all

Obviously cunningly, womanly

All those pretty things, God bless the pretty thingsAll those pretty things, don't sweat the pretty things

So collectible, why not collect them all

Obviously cunningly, womanly

All those pretty things, God bless the pretty thingsDoes she talk like ooh, ooh, ooh?

Will it feel like ah, ah, ah?

Does she tell you what she wants?

Can you give her what she needs?Youth don't leave me, hair stay on me

God, I love those hips

Oh, memory don't forsake me

Not like thisAll those pretty things, don't sweat the pretty things

So collectible, why not collect them all

Obviously cunningly, womanly

All those pretty things, God bless the pretty thingsAll those pretty things, don't sweat the pretty things

So collectible, why not collect them all

Obviously cunningly, womanly

All those pretty things, God bless the pretty things

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