Old-fashioned men die young
That's what they say around these parts
They never last too long
Is it the breaks of broken hearts?
And I never felt the pity
Of our friends and others of weak mind
Beguiling and so pretty
These girls are vicious
Oh these girls are fine
Ooooh
With a perfect smile and perfect cheekbones
They pucker their lips and rock their hips
Ooooh
Sh-sh-sh Show me the fable where the wicked teach the meek
And the fire that entices you to me
It's not the same but I can't complain
The look on your face is to blame
And I never felt the pity
Of our friends and others of weak mind
Beguiling and so pretty
These girls are vicious
Oh these girls are fine
Ooooh
With a perfect smile and a darkened soul
These girls are running at large and all our mommas know
Ooooh oh oh oh
With a perfect smile and perfect cheekbones
They pucker their lips and they rock their hips
Momma always said don't be fooled by gold
No son of mine's dying young before getting old
Ooooh