Pretty Please Songtext
von Jamie Lenman

My girl′s a beautiful girl, the apple of my eye
She gets paid to take her clothes off, and I wish so did I
Now is it for attention? I just don't understand
She′s my little Bettie Paige, and I'm her cameraman

And she sings, "Validate me, oh pretty please"
Oh validate me, pretty please
Validate me, oh pretty please
Oh validate me, yeah

My dad's an actor, he got the broadway blues
Yeah, he sleeps outside the paper shop and buys his good reviews
But if it is a bad one, it goes back on the shelf
He says, "I don′t act for anyone, I do it for myself"


But he means, "Validate me, oh pretty please"
Oh validate me, pretty please
Validate me, oh pretty please
Oh validate me, oh pretty please
Validate me please
Oh validate me please, please, please

When I was young, I yearned for a girl to hold my hand
And when jokes and poems didn′t work, I thought I'd start a band
So far all my girlfriends have been big fans of mine
So remember, this is not a song, it is a chat up line

Oh, I need your love, and I do not care how I get it, no
Validate me, oh pretty please
Oh validate me, pretty please, baby

Rate me, slate me
Love or hate me
Just validate me, pretty please