I know a pretty girl

I know a pretty girl who sits on her floor listening to her records more she lures me outside her of her front door where I pace around on the floorboards.

I know a pretty girl who has no idea what to do. "I'll do anything you ask me to. I'm leaving this one up to you."

I know a pretty girl in the rest room and the steam has settled so I can get better view of her reflection in the mirror. You made me promise not to look but I broke that promise too.

I know a pretty girl who wears berets, but it might be a cap by now, it changes everyday. She wraps black denim around her skinny legs. I can't help but notice them as she walks away.

I know a pretty girl who collects tattoos and I sat cross-legged on her bed as she tried on her shoes."Do you like this pair too?" "Oh you know of course I do, everything looks good on you."

I know a pretty girl who once did ballet and you can see it now as she dances about the space with that smile plastered on her face.

I know a pretty girl who has the softest skin and I run my finger down her arm asking to be let in. "Not tonight." she said "I'm just not into it." and she stopped me there before I could begin.

I know a pretty girl who says she never sleeps; says it's not her fault it's the hours that she keeps. I bet I could cure her need for z's if she'd just settle now and lay down here with me.

I know a pretty girl I thought I knew before and as she ushers me out her front door I beg and plead to learn some more.

I know a pretty girl who doesn't seem to know how pretty she is and so she crinkles up her nose whenever I try to tell her that before I let her go "You're so fucking beautiful I thought you'd like to know."