Razor blades rained on my heart when you left
Hope anchored to my soul, I refuse to let go
Oh look at me my pretty Oh come into my arms my pretty
Oh look at me my pretty Oh don't do this to me my pretty

I'll buy you a Gucci bag and your friends will be envious
Especially those who told you: Be careful this guy is broke
Oh look at me my pretty Oh don't listen to them my pretty
Oh look at me my pretty Oh don't do this to me my pretty

We'll talk for hours even if I forget my friends
Who will say mockingly: This girl has handcuffed you
Oh look at me my pretty Oh I only have you my pretty
Oh look at me my pretty Oh don't do this to me my pretty

I'll sing you Celine Dion just so you'll love me again
I'll do weightlifting and many other efforts
Oh look at me my pretty Oh don't be like that my pretty
Oh look at me my pretty Oh don't do this to me my pretty

His pretty is sitting at her sister's
Her suitcases at the entrance of the living room and she cries
Big black glasses hide her eyes
She wears a white T-shirt and her arms like the sky are dotted with blue
Her sister tells her that if she doesn't do it
She will file a complaint against him this time
One is enraged and the other is scared
One is serious and the other cries
Oh why are you like this my pretty
Oh I love you I don't know why anymore my pretty

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