Pretty Boy Lyrics

Mathilde Santing Pretty Boy

Have we got a tough guy here?
Do we have a tough guy from the streets?
And he looks just like that dancing wop
in those movies that we’ve seen
With his cute little chicken shit boots on
and his cute little chicken shit hat
and his cute little chicken shit girlfriend
ridin’along in the back

What’s been happening to you boys?
Are you having a nice time on your trip?
All the way from Jersey City
you look pretty as a picture
Please don’t hurt no one tonight
Please don’t break no woman’s heart
How about it, you little prick?
How about it?

I hope we’re gonna get the chance
to show you around
I hope we’re gonna get the chance
to show you around
Talk to to me, Pretty Boy
tell us all about the mean streets of home
Talk to to me
C’mon Pretty Boy, talk to to me