The boys who kiss and bite they are the brilliant ones who
speak and write with silver luck
They sing in clever tongues oh how my knees go weak to
Gn
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 it 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