Текст песни Cat Burns - Pretty Boys

I've got a thing for pretty boys

I see this boy walking down the street
Think he's looking at me
Think he's looking at me
Praying to God that he likes what he sees
Cause he's a bit of me
He's a bit of me
He was, 6'5, nice eyes, white t-shirt, blue jeans, pair of Ni-i-ikes
He's just what I like
He's just what I like
So I call my friends, no shock, they ain't surprised
That I let him pass me by
That I let him pass me by

Why do I do this to myself
He's now with someone else
When it could have been me
When it could have been me
Why do I do this to myself
He's now with someone else
When it could have been me
When it could have been me

I've got a thing for pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
I've got a thing for pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys

I see this boy on my way home
He's so sexy
Way too sexy
Praying to God he ain't got no wifey
Cause he's a bit of me
He's a bit of me
He was, 6'2, a little more edgy, messed up Vans, buzz cut, black hoodie-ie
I couldn't tell if he liked me
So I call my friends, no shock, they ain't surprised
That I let him pass me by
That I let him pass me by

Why do I do this to myself
He's now with someone else
When it could have been me
When it could have been me
Why do I do this to myself
He's now with someone else
When it could have been me
When it could have been me

I've got a thing for pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
I've got a thing for pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys

I'm hypnotised (I'm hypnotised)
It's just those eyes (It's just those eyes)
I can't help that I, (I can't help that I)
I just want a taste (I really want a taste)
I'm hypnotised (I'm hypnotised)
It's just those eyes (It's just those eyes)
I can't help that I, (I can't help that I)
I really want a taste (I really want a taste)

I've got a thing for pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
I've got a thing for pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys


I've got a thing for pretty boys (I'm hypnotised)
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys (It's just those eyes)
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys (I can't help that I, just want a taste)
I've got a thing for pretty boys (I'm hypnotised)
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys (It's just those eyes)
Pretty, pretty, pretty boys (I can't help that I,
I really want a taste, I really want a taste)
I've got a thing for pretty boys