walkin' down the street.
Pretty wo man,
the kind I like to meet.
Pretty woman,
I don't believe you.
You're not the truth.
No one can look as good as you.
Pretty woman, won't you pardon me?
Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see
Pretty woman,
that you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just
like me?
Pretty woman, stop a while
Pretty woman, talk a while
Pretty woman, give your smile to
me
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman,
say you'll stay with me
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman, I don't believe you
You're not the truth
No one can look as good as you
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman,
say you'll stay with me
Pretty wo man, walkin' down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman
Look that she comes now
walking down the street
Heels clicking tapping out a beat
in her bright yellow dress
with a big shiny sash pocketbook
loaded with lots of cash
Hey
Don't walk away
You know what I gotta say
Pretty woman
You