Pretty Polly Songtext
Hey, pretty
Come over here
Let me touch your hands
I like the way they're moving
I like it when they're bad..
There's no need to be freightened
No need to be afraid

Refr:
Another place
In another time
We can find another way

Hey, pretty
Come over here...
Let me touch your face
I hate to see it this sad
Oh, I hate this place...

Refr.

Like-to-be-you

Hey...hey...