Hey, pretty
Come over here
Let me touch your hands
I like the way they're moving
I like it when they're bad..
There's no need to be freightened
No need to be afraid

Another place
In another time
We can find another way

Hey, pretty
Come over here...
Let me touch your face
I hate to see it this sad
Oh, I hate this place...




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Pretty Polly song meanings
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