The Boys Are Too Refined

The boys who kiss and bite
They are the brilliant ones who speak and write
With silver luck

They sing in clever tongues
Oh, while my knees go weak to be the one
She kicks and bites

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 lie

To the edge with a car
He sent if 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