All the Pretty Ones Lyrics

They wake up early and scour the town
For men like us with our heads down
So their dance cards are punched with holes
From now until their cover's blown
All the pretty ones, oh-whoa
All the pretty ones, oh-whoa

They meet in secret and swap their notes
And talk about who's broken the most
With legs as long as galaxies
Take to make planets with the seas
All the pretty ones, oh-whoa
All the pretty ones, oh-whoa

You'd think we'd maybe learn a thing or two by now
But I don't see how, but I don't see how
When hips just make the slightest twitch
We fall down, oh-whoa, oh-whoa
All the pretty ones, oh-whoa
All the pretty ones, oh-whoa

Ohhhh-whoaaa
Ohhhh-whoaaa