The Boys Are Too Refined

The boys who kiss and bite
They are the brilliant ones who speak and write
With silver luck
They sing in clever tongues
Oh, how my knees go weak to be the one
She kicks and bucks

(Always quick to follow)
The boys are too refined
(Won't matter tomorrow)
Oh, to be in his mind

And if the timing is right (Ohh)
To sneak off into the night (Ohh)
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And if I'm given the chance (Ohh)
To be a doll in his hands (Ohh)
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance

To Daddy, singing sweet
A lullaby to all his credit speak
His golden light
To the edge with a car
He sent it off a cliff just for the spark
To hell with why

(Always quick to follow)
The boys are too refined
(Won't matter tomorrow)
Oh, to be in his mind

And if the timing is right (Ohh)
To sneak off into the night (Ohh)
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And if I'm given the chance (Ohh)
To be a doll in his hands (Ohh)
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance

And if the timing is right (Ohh)
To sneak off into the night (Ohh)
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And if I'm given the chance (Ohh)
To be a doll in his hands (Ohh)
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we...

And if the timing is right (Ohh)
To sneak off into the night (Ohh)
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And if I'm given the chance (Ohh)
To be a doll in his hands (Ohh)
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance