Lyrics

I was kickin' ass Like a dial tone The back seat was in shreds I was all alone You can be my hands In hot pursuit of ghosts The secret life in pants You get felt up the most I could never go far 'til I get off I could never go far Ooh, oo-oo-ooh Pretty never hurts, you know what I mean? The bed spins kill, but they can't catch me Believe the hype, cause I'm so bright, and you're my type Pretty never hurts, you know what I mean? The empty mailbox On the downest days All the friends have fled But the cinnamon stays Will I see you there When I come up for air? In love and marrow Will that be all I know? I could never go far 'til I get off I could never go far Ooh, oo-oo-ooh Pretty never hurts, you know what I mean? The bed spins kill, but they can't catch me Believe the hype, cause I'm so bright, and you're my type Pretty never hurts, you know what I mean? I was kickin' ass Like a dial tone The other Beatles died I was all alone It never gets too far 'til I get off It never gets too far Ooh, oo-oo-ooh Pretty never hurts, you know what I mean? The bed spins kill, but they can't catch me Believe the hype, cause I'm so bright, and you're my type Pretty never hurts, you know what I mean? Believe the hype, cause I'm so bright, and you're my type Pretty never hurts, but you want it to