say hi
all the pretty ones
They wake up early and scour the town For me like us with our heads down So their dance cards are punched with holes From now until their covers blown  All the pretty ones Oh, whoa All the pretty ones Oh, whoa  They meet in secret and swap their notes And talk about who's broken the most With legs as long as galaxies Talk to make planets with seas  All the pretty ones Oh, whoa All the pretty ones Oh, whoa  You'd think we'd maybe learn a thing or two by now But I don't see how, but I don't see how When hips just make the slightest twitch We fall down Oh, whoa, oh whoa  All the pretty ones Oh, whoa All the pretty ones Oh, whoa  Oh, whoa Oh, whoa