Pretty Girls Make Graves

[00:03.36] Upon the sand, upon the bay
[00:07.04] "There is a quick and easy way" you say
[00:10.65] Before you illustrate, I'd rather state
[00:17.55] I'm not the man you think I am
[00:20.53] I'm not the man you think I am
[00:25.37] And sorrow's native son
[00:29.39] He will not smile for anyone
[00:32.70] And pretty girls make graves
[00:37.55] Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[00:44.71] Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[00:52.17] End of the pier, end of the bay
[00:55.56] You tug my arm, and say
[00:58.87] "Give in to lust, give up to lust
[01:01.28] Oh, heaven knows we'll soon be dust"
[01:05.83] Oh, I'm not the man you think I am
[01:10.30] I'm not the man you think I am
[01:14.14] And sorrow's native son
[01:18.31] He will not rise for anyone
[01:22.72] And pretty girls make graves (oh, really?)
[01:27.03] Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[01:34.64] Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[01:41.05] I could've been wild, and I could've been free
[01:44.52] But nature played this trick on me
[01:49.27] She wants it now, and she will not wait
[01:55.58] But she's too rough and I'm too delicate
[01:58.76] Then, on the sand, another man, he takes her hand
[02:03.30] A smile lights up her stupid face, and well, it would
[02:07.57] I lost my faith in womanhood, I lost my faith in womanhood
[02:12.56] I lost my faith
[02:16.38] Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[02:24.74] Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[02:39.03] Hand in glove
[02:42.93] The sun shines out of our behinds
[02:56.38] Oh-oh, oh-oh
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