Sensitive Bad Boys Lyrics - The Dead Sailor Girls

I don't want to grow up 

if it means getting married to a man like my dad 

Who is so kind and ever so sad 

Going to work in his gray suit and hat 

While I dream 

of a sky full of stars 

I'm driving through it 

in somebody's car 

He's holding me close 

his arms hard as ice 

He's lookin so rough 

But he treats meso nice 

And I guess 

I'm just a fool 

For the Sensitive Bad Boys 

My mom said to be wise 

Find a man who is steady and never will fly 

But I just want me a love 

As wild as a hawk and as sweet as a dove 

Maybe he comes from a far-away town 

And maybe he's traveled around and around 

So handsome and lonesome 

before me he'll stand 

He won't have to say nothin, 

just hold out his hand 

And I guess 

I'm just a fool 

For the Sensitive Bad Boys 

I'm staying away from the nice businessmen 

I'm staying at home, and I'm dreaming again 

While far away, across the wide world 

I know that he's walking with some other girl 

And I guess 

I'm just a fool 

For the Sensitive Bad Boys 

I guess I'm just a fool for the Sensitive Bad Boys 

It's true, I'm just a fool for the Sensitive Bad Boys 

I admit, I'm just a fool for the Sensitive Bad Boys