Pretty Girls

Drink, I drink my drink
I sat over in the corner for an hour to drink
But alcohol makes me feel sad
I want nothing to do with that
Alcohol makes me feel sad
I want nothing to do with that

Pink, I wear pink on pink
I'm in touch with my feminine side, I always wear pink
But pretty girls make me feel bad
I want nothing to do with that
Pretty girls make me feel bad
I want nothing to do with that

But I, I'm unable to act
'Til I wait for the feeling to pass
Wait for the feeling

Slip, for a second, I slip
Old habits die hard when I'm ready to slip
But self-control is driving me mad
That's something that I don't have
Self-control is driving me mad
That's something that I don't have

But I, I'm unable to act
'Til I wait for the feeling to pass
Oh, I, I'm unable to act
'Til I wait for the feeling to pass
Wait for the feeling