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The boys who kiss and bite,
They are the brilliant ones who speak and write with silver luck.
They sing in clever tongues,
Oh how my knees go weak to be the one.
She kicks and bucks.
Always quick to follow.
The boys are too refined.
Won't matter tomorrow.
Oh, to be in his mind.
And if the timing is right to sneak off into the night,
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
And if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance.
To daddy singing sweet, a lullaby to all his credit speak, his golden light.
To the edge with a car, he sent it off a cliff just for the spark,
to hell with why.
Always quick to follow.
The boys are too refined.
Won't matter tomorrow.
Oh, to be in his mind.
And if the timing is right to sneak off into the night,
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
And if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance.
And if the timing is right to sneak off into the night,
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
And if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we....
And if the timing is right to sneak off into the night,
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
And if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance.
They are the brilliant ones who speak and write with silver luck.
They sing in clever tongues,
Oh how my knees go weak to be the one.
She kicks and bucks.
Always quick to follow.
The boys are too refined.
Won't matter tomorrow.
Oh, to be in his mind.
And if the timing is right to sneak off into the night,
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
And if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance.
To daddy singing sweet, a lullaby to all his credit speak, his golden light.
To the edge with a car, he sent it off a cliff just for the spark,
to hell with why.
Always quick to follow.
The boys are too refined.
Won't matter tomorrow.
Oh, to be in his mind.
And if the timing is right to sneak off into the night,
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
And if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance.
And if the timing is right to sneak off into the night,
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
And if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we....
And if the timing is right to sneak off into the night,
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
And if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands,
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance.
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The Boys Are Too Refined Lyrics as written by Scott Cutler Greta Morgan Salpeter
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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