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  1. Pretty

From the album Bring Out Your Love

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Lyrics

Well I think you're pretty
And you think I'm pretty too
And I'll spend Friday night
Waiting up to talk to you
Pretty, when there's fire in your eyes
and they burn me alive
Why you angry, I played along this time
Pretty, I think I finally see
that I don't please you now
All I ask is remember me

Pretty, when are you coming home
There's been plenty of time
for me to cool off,
forget about it all
Pretty, since the night you walked away
I've been dreaming about
the kinds of things that I'd rather say
Pretty, I think I finally see
how I can turn things around
All I ask is remember me