Fink - Pretty Little Thing Lyrics

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Pretty Little Thing

Pretty Little Thing Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Pretty Little Thing By Fink?
When she leaves,
She's just asking To be followed. When she walks out, All she wants is To be led. All my boys say She's just asking For it. And I ain't syaing nothing. She couldn't care less Wearing that dress. Pretty little thing Oh no Hot little thing Hot little thing and knows it. Don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out? 'Cause when you walked by You know every guy Noticed. The way that your dress Clings on for the ride Mmhmm. All my boys say She's the type to Fake it. And I ain't saying nothing. She couldn't care less Wearing that dress. Pretty little thing Oh no Hot little thing Hot little thing and knows it. Don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out? We could go out We could go anywhere that you want. We could stay in We could do anything that you want. We could do lunch In Soho Or something. 'Cause when you walked in All I want is A reason To talk to that girl Whose grace is so rare. All my boys say You won't get her Numbers. I ain't saying nothing. 628-4081. She couldn't care less Wearing that dress. Pretty little thing Oh no Hot little thing Hot little thing and knows it. Don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out? |
Who Wrote Pretty Little Thing By Fink?
Edward Guy Whittaker, Finian Greenall, Timothy William Thornton
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What's The Duration Of The Pretty Little Thing By Fink?The duration of Pretty Little Thing is 4:35 minutes and seconds. |
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