Pretty Girl

You had it all, until the fall, now winters setting in

How warm the days, now far away, never to return

I spend my days in city graves and the dead just keep on talking

They can't disguise their soulless lives

Oh their hardships I keep yawning

Oh pretty thing

Oh pretty girl

Tender times, love it shines, on a cool golden breeze

I close my eyes. I realize the feelings

Oh Pretty Girl. Sail across the world

Oh Pretty Girl. Sail across the world

Joe he sang for the Queen in Penang

Like diamonds he shone for years

Oh Pretty Girl. Sail across the world

Oh Pretty Girl. Sail across the world

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