The boys who kiss and bite,
They are the brilliant ones who speak and write
With silver luck.
They sing in clever tongues,
Oh, how my knees go weak to be the one --
She kicks and bucks.
(Always quick to follow)
The boys are too refined
(Won't matter tomorrow)
Oh, to be in his mind
And if the timing is right,
(Oh)
To sneak off into the night,
(Oh)
And let myself be taken just for the thrill,
And if I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure to shake the mountains while we dance.
To Daddy singing sweet,
A lullaby to all his credit speak,
His golden light.
To the edge with a car,
He drove it off a cliff just for the spark --
To Hell with why
(Always quick to follow)
The boys are too refined
(Won't matter tomorrow)
Oh, to be in his mind
And if the timing is right,
(Oh)
To sneak off into the night,
(Oh)
And let myself be taken just for the thrill,
And if I'm given the chance,
To be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure to shake the mountains while we --
And if the timing is right,
To sneak off in to the night,
And let myself be taken just for the thrill,
And if I'm given the chance,
To be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure to shake the mountains while we dance.
"The Boys Are Too Refined" - The Hush Sound
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