For Girls Who Love to Sing
All the gentleman
falling at your feet.
Would you break their hearts,
let them taste defeat?
How could you love a boy like,
How could you love a boy like me?
You're just too pretty.
Pretty girls who love to sing
in chorus lines along a lonely street
kick the shoes off their pretty feet.
I'd better find a girl
before I'm old and grey.
When I get like that,
would she even stay?
I'll remember him,
the boy in the bright red crown,
making all the pretties laugh by
putting everybody down.
How could you love a boy like,
how could you love a boy like me?
You're just too pretty.
Pretty girls who love to sing
in chorus lines along a lonely street
kick the shoes off their pretty feet.