Right! Now ha ha ha... I am an antichrist I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I wanna destroy the passerby 'Cause I wanna
story Happened long time ago Little bitty pretty one I've been watching you grow, oh Little bitty pretty one Come on, talk to me Lovey dobey, lovey one
more pretty girls than one More pretty girls than one Any old town that I ramble all around in There's more pretty girls than one There's more pretty
your hand across my knee Turn me into some novelty I guess I'm One more girl on the stage Just one more ass that got stuffed in some jeans It's one more
your beauty And loveliness won?t last When the traces of time Show in every line Remember I still love you Pretty one, pretty one, pretty one Hey, there pretty one
There's more pretty girls than one there's more pretty girls than one Every town I ramble around there's more pretty girls than one Well I am a rambling
Whoa Whoa Little bitty pretty one Come talk to me Little bitty pretty one Come sit on my knee Little bitty pretty one Come talk to me Little bitty pretty one
all been spent The purse is empty Money, money make a buck But you're all outta luck This town ain't friendly now A thousand faces stare you down Each one
Maybe you'll jump into My ship and blast away Over the blueish sky Into out starry night We'll travel to the moon Over the Milky Way Straight for orion
Little bitty pretty one Come on and talk to me Lovey dovey lovely one I never want you to leave Little bitty pretty one I want you to know Lovey dovey
dream come true It's you and only you, my pretty one Pretty one, I long to hold you Through the night, I want to hold you Pretty one, has no one told
There's more pretty girls than one More pretty girls then one Every old town that I rambled around And there's more pretty girls than one Mama talked
since my girl turned me down There's more pretty girls than one there's more pretty girls than one Every town I ramble around there's more pretty girls than one
On the telephone all morning it's been a while since I talked to you your voice's transferred sweet I wish forever I could talk to you of course
Soon you won't forget What it was like, before your brand new mind But behave, and be brave And of course this don't sound right But I'll try to paint
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