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