Letra de All The Pretty Ones

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 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 Ohh, whoa Ohh, whoa