Текст песни My Baby's Pretty - Margalee

Yea, my baby is pretty
Much prettier than you and me
Yea, yea

Yea, my baby, he's so pretty
So much prettier than me
Yes, like pretty in the third degree
Wears pink shades when he wants to
Sundays maybe Monday's too
It's up to him
He does whatever he feels like doing, yea
Pirate in the city
Yes, my baby's pretty
Pirate in the city

And his eyes, so green, so blue
Every shade I can't decide
Ocean and sky too
But always with that black line
Yea, always with a black line
Always with a black line

Jack of two trades, musika and sex
Oh, yes, and conversation
When he leans in, I feel a prickly chin
But babe, it's okay, you know what I'm going to say
You can keep it, keep it how you want it
Pirate in the city
Yes, my baby's pretty
Pirate in the city

And his eyes, so green, so blue
Every shade I can't decide
Ocean and sky too
But always with that black line
Yea, always with that black line
Always with that black line

His eyes
His eyes
His eyes
Honey, I could stare all day long
I am turned on in my bones and in my soul
I am turned on in my bones
Turned on in my soul
Turned on in my bones
Turned on in my soul!