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The Dead Sailor Girls - Sensitive Bad Boys
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I don’t want to grow up If it means getting married to a man like my dad Who is so kind and ever so sad Going to work in his gray suit and hat While I dream Of a sky full of stars I’m driving through it In somebody’s car He’s holding me close His arms hard as ice He’s lookin so rough But he treats meso nice And I guess I’m just a fool For the Sensitive Bad Boys My mom said to be wise Find a man who is steady and never will fly But I just want me a love As wild as a hawk and as sweet as a dove Maybe he comes from a far-away town And maybe he’s traveled around and around So handsome and lonesome Before me he’ll stand He won’t have to say nothin, Just hold out his hand And I guess I’m just a fool For the Sensitive Bad Boys I’m staying away from the nice businessmen I’m staying at home, and I’m dreaming again While far away, across the wide world I know that he’s walking with some other girl And I guess I’m just a fool For the Sensitive Bad Boys I guess I’m just a fool for the Sensitive Bad Boys It’s true, I’m just a fool for the Sensitive Bad Boys I admit, I’m just a fool for the Sensitive Bad Boys
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