Pretty Things (Progress Tour live / 2011) Songtext
von Take That

Down, down
Let your crazy out
Boys go crazy over you
Grip like a New York window cleaner
Just staring at you

Youth, don′t leave me, hair stay on me
God, I love those hips
Oh memory, don't forsake me
Not like this

All those pretty things, don′t sweat the pretty things
So collectable, why not collect them all
Obviously, cunningly, womanly
All those pretty things, God bless the pretty things

They're still out there somewhere
Making men feel this way
At fallen broadway station
I see them every day, all day


Download a little meditation
It might pull you through
She blinded me with silence
Anchored here with you

All those pretty things, don't sweat the pretty things
So collectable, why not collect them all
Obviously, cunningly, womanly
All those pretty things, God bless the pretty things

All those pretty things, don′t sweat the pretty things
So collectable, why not collect them all
Obviously, cunningly, womanly
All those pretty things, God bless the pretty things

Does she talk like (Oh ooh ooh oh)
Will it feel like (Ah ah ah ah)
Does she tell you, what she wants
Can you give her, what she needs

Youth, don′t leave me, hair stay on me God I love those hips
Oh memory, don't forsake me
Not like this

All those pretty things, don′t sweat the pretty things
So collectable, why not collect them all
Obviously, cunningly, womanly
All those pretty things, God bless the pretty things


All those pretty things, don't sweat the pretty things
So collectable, why not collect them all
Obviously, cunningly, womanly
All those pretty things, God bless the pretty things