The Boys Are Too Refined

And if I'm given the chance

I will be sure, we shake
To daddy singing sweet
And if the timing is right
A lullaby to all his credit speak
Won't matter tomorrow
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
To sneak off into the night
Oh, to be in his mind

I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
I will be sure, we shake
And if the timing is right
I will be sure, we shake
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
The mountains while we
The mountains while we dance

And if I'm given the chance
And if I'm given the chance
Oh, to be in his mind
To be a doll in his hands
To sneak off into the night

And if the timing is right
Oh, while my knees go weak to be the one
Always quick to follow
They sing in clever tongues
I will be sure, we shake

To sneak off into the night
The boys are too refined
The mountains while we dance
His golden lie
Won't matter tomorrow

To be a doll in his hands
To be a doll in his hands
To the edge with a car
To hell with why

To sneak off into the night
She kicks and bites
The boys are too refined

With silver luck
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill

Always quick to follow

And if I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
He sent if off a cliff just for the spark
And if the timing is right