When she leaves

She's just asking to be followed

When she walks out

All she wants is, to be led

All my boys say

She's just asking, for it

I ain't sayin' nothing



She couldn't care less

Wearing that dress I tell ya



Pretty little thing, hot little thing

Hot little thing who knows it - don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out



When you walked by

You know every guy noticed

The way that your dress

Clings on for the ride

All my boys say

She's the type to fake it

I ain't sayin' nothing



She couldn't care less

Wearing that dress I tell ya



Pretty little thing, hot little thing

Hot little thing who knows it - don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out



We could go out

We could go anywhere that you want

We could stay in

And we could do anything that you want

We could do lunch

In soho

Or something



Coz when you walked in

All I wanted was the reason

To talk to that girl

Whose grace is so rare

All my boys say

You won't get her numbers

I won't tell em nothing



Pretty little thing, hot little thing

Hot little who knows it - don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out