Pretty Girls - James Arthur

Oh, they say bad things

They come in two’s

That don’t matter to me

I sing the blues

All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullabies

Oh, they say bad things

You stick like glue

That don’t matter to me

I sing the blues

All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullabies

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oooooh

All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullabies

Oh, and all I need is this melody

I can make you smile, make you move your feet

All the pretty girls fall in love with my crooked smile

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oooooh

All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullaby

Oh, pretty girls fall in love

All the pretty girls fall in love

All the pretty girls fall in love

All the pretty girls fall in love with my lullabies