The Dead Sailor Girls - Sensitive Bad Boys Lyrics
I don’t want to grow upIf it means getting married to a man like my dadWho is so kind and ever so sadGoing to work in his gray suit and hatWhile I dreamOf a sky full of starsI’m driving through itIn somebody’s carHe’s holding me closeHis arms hard as iceHe’s lookin so roughBut he treats meso niceAnd I guessI’m just a foolFor the Sensitive Bad BoysMy mom said to be wiseFind a man who is steady and never will flyBut I just want me a loveAs wild as a hawk and as sweet as a doveMaybe he comes from a far-away townAnd maybe he’s traveled around and aroundSo handsome and lonesomeBefore me he’ll standHe won’t have to say nothin,Just hold out his handAnd I guessI’m just a foolFor the Sensitive Bad BoysI’m staying away from the nice businessmenI’m staying at home, and I’m dreaming againWhile far away, across the wide worldI know that he’s walking with some other girlAnd I guessI’m just a foolFor the Sensitive Bad BoysI guess I’m just a fool for the Sensitive Bad BoysIt’s true, I’m just a fool for the Sensitive Bad BoysI admit, I’m just a fool for the Sensitive Bad Boys