Pretty Boy - Edurne

You’re like my shadow

You’re a borderline stalker

But you’ve never kissed a girl

You’re just a big talker

You look like a runaway doll

High fashion know it all

Your favorite phrase

Is OMG that’s so hot

Every time I see you

You look pretty

Better than the girls in

New York city

But you are a boy

So pity pity

OH OH

Perfect little hands that

Are always kept nice

Porcelain skin with charming

Blue eyes

But you’re much too fine

Every to be mine

OH OH

Such a prissy preppy

Too long to get ready

Pretty boy

OH OH

Yeah a delicately

Packaged precious toy you

Pretty boy

You get mistaken for

A girl cause you rock girlie jeans

You wear so much guyliner

People think your Bon Jovi

I’ve changed my number thrice

But you still can’t see the sings

Only want guys

That aren’t more beautiful than me

Every time I see you

You look pretty

Better than the girls in

New York city

But you are a boy

So pity pity

OH OH

Perfect little hands that

Are always kept nice

Porcelain skin with charming

Blue eyes

But you’re much too fine

Every to be mine

OH OH

Such a prissy preppy

Too long to get ready

Pretty boy

OH OH

Yeah a delicately

Packaged precious toy you

Pretty boy

Flowers grow

And flowers fade

But beauty of

The soul remains

Every time I see you

You look pretty

Better than the girls in

New York city

But you are a boy

So pity pity

OH OH

Perfect little hands that

Are always kept nice

Porcelain skin with charming

Blue eyes

But you’re much too fine

Every to be mine

OH OH

Such a prissy preppy

Too long to get ready

Pretty boy

OH OH

Yeah a delicately

Packaged precious toy you

Pretty boy

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