Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Brilliant boys are my favorite

The Boys Are Too Refined
by The Hush Sound

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
To sneak off into the night,

I'll 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 we 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 sent 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
To sneak off into the night,

I'll 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 we shake the mountains while we dance

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