Prettiest girl I know
Not by a lot though
Not by a lot though not
by a lot
Who will look after me
when the sun runs out of steam and
the misty morning misses everything
by a lot
Who will stand by my side
when I reach the end of the ride and
when I miss another target wide
by a lot
Prettiest girl I know
Not by a lot though
Not by a lot though not
by a lot