Hey, Pretty Girl

 

(oo-oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo)

 

Hey, Pretty Girl, hey, Pretty Girl

 

Hey, pretty girl with the poofed-up hair

And the perfect smile and the peek-a-boo stare

Are you staring at me? I think so, Pretty Girl

And I like what I see, when you peek-a-boo me

 

Welcome to the party on the 15th floor

Where I’m hopin’ to learn a whole lot more about you

Pretty Girl, all about you, Pretty Girl

 

Hey, Pretty Girl, from across the room

I just caught a hint of your French perfume

It smells pretty to me, pretty smooth, Pretty Girl

Like a flower to a bee, you intoxicate me

 

Welcome to the party on the 15th floor

Where I’m hopin’ to learn a whole lot more about you

Pretty Girl, all about you, Pretty Girl

 

Like how do you come here and where are you from? and

What might it take to make you take a walk with me?

Come take a little talk with me?

oo-oo Pretty Girl, oo, you’re so pretty, Pretty Girl

 

Hey, Pretty Girl, I could rhapsodize

On your Coppertone® skin and your peridot eyes

And your movie star flare and how all the men stare

At the clothes you wear and the way you move 

oo-oo, Pretty Girl, oo, you’re so pretty, Pretty Girl

 

Welcome to the party on the 15th floor

Where I’m fixin’ to learn a whole lot more about you

Pretty Girl, all about you, Pretty Girl

 

Hey, Pretty Girl, ain’t it plain to see you’re the prettiest girl in the whole wide world to me?

oo-oo, Pretty Girl, ooo, you’re so pretty, Pretty Girl, oo-oo, Pretty Girl

 

oo-oo, Pretty Girl

 

© 2005. Billy Marabella.

NOTES ON THIS SONG
I could look into those peridot eyes and see the reflection of the man I wanted to be.