Bomb Cats - Beautiful Girls Lyrics

You turn away
At the bottom of the stairs
And you brush away
Your dark red hair

These other men
Are hot on your tail
Like an old hound dog
In the midnight air

I curse the night that shines on you
You can do anything that you want to
Got blood on your hands, what are you gonna do
Beautiful girls make the rules

Well I see you walkin'
Down the street
And your roll your eyes
At all the men you meat

There's no pretension
You just got your style
Why don't you sit on down
And stay a while?

I curse the night that shines on you
You can do anything that you want to
Got blood on your hands, what are you gonna do
Beautiful girls make the rules

Get down
Oh yeah
Double time
Oh yeah