Pretty Girls

You say that I'm your favorite With your hand between my thighs Tell me if you were gonna That I would be the one you tried So you inch a little closer Say your boyfriend, he wouldn't mind You think that I'd be flattered It's pathetic 'cause you're right In the p.m., all the pretty girls They have a couple drinks, all the pretty girls So now they wanna kiss all the pretty girls They got to have a taste of a pretty girl In the a.m., all the pretty girls Act like it never happenеd in another world Yeah, it's a blessing and it's a cursе So keep on pretending, pretty girl All the pretty girls This conversation's classic (classic) I can predict this shit, line by line I like a straight jacket But it feels like it's a little tight Yeah, your boyfriend's cute Oh shit, yeah, he can come too You'll be his in the morning anyway In the p.m., all the pretty girls They have a couple drinks, all the pretty girls So now they wanna kiss all the pretty girls They got to have a taste of a pretty girl In the a.m., all the pretty girls Act like it never happened in another world Yeah, it's a blessing and it's a curse So keep on pretending, pretty girl (ah) All the pretty girls (ah) All the pretty girls (ah-ah) It's a blessing and it's a curse So keep on pretending, pretty girl All the pretty girls (pretending, keep on pretending) (Yeah, that bitch is gay) On pretending, pretty girl Keep on pretending, pretty girl, girl, girl Keep on pretending, pretty, pretty Keep on pretending, pretty girl All the pretty girls Keep on pretending, pretty girl Act like it never happened in another world Keep, keep on pretending, pretty girl