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.