For K, Part 2

All right, you got me
I don't play a good guitar, but
What do you want from me?
It's just a stupid bar
I didn't promise anything, no
You think I'm pretty and you like the way I talk
I like your music and you like the way I walk, so
I think we're gonna get along
I like the way you wear your sweater off your shoulder
The way your hair comes down and makes you look older
How you get so handsome, my boy?
Pretty baby
Pretty baby, ahhh
The way your face is shaped, I wonder if you know
The way you stand there and your silhouette glows
I'm electrified, I'll be up all night now
Use that voice, sing that song
And tell me to come on, to come on, come on
You want here, no?
You want here, no?
Pretty baby
Pretty baby