Pretty Please
Well, she smoke just like chimney and she's built of solid bricks
She's a tall bolt of lightning so you better strike quick
She's a big Alberta mamma, got rocky mountain peaks
Come on pretty, Baby let me kiss your feet
Come on pretty, baby well
I don't care what you got
I don't know why I should
And it don't matter darlin'
Ya gotta get it while the getting's good
Baby I've got the Jones
And I'm down on my knees
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please
She's got thirty-five candles and just one wish
Won't ya blow 'em out baby, start over again
You don't do no locomotion, don't need no steady job
Every breath you take is like the shuffling cards
Come on pretty, baby well
I don't care what you got
I don't know why I should
And it don't matter darlin'
Ya gotta get it while the getting's good
Baby I've got the Jones
And I'm down on my knees
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please
Chump change payday gonna take it to the streets
Coins clatter, ring and rattle, I'm a walking tambourine
The band is on fire, and the tunes are even hotter
Come on pretty, baby burn a hole in my pocket
Yeah, come on pretty, baby
I don't care what you got
I don't know why I should
And it don't matter darlin'
Ya gotta get it while the getting's good
Baby I've got the Jones
And I'm down on my knees
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please
Autor(es): Shawn Richard Hall, Matthew Wesley Rogers