Pretty Please
Josephine Foster
I was walking through the pines
Just my shadow and myself
But the rustling in the trees
It was somebody else
So I got down on my knees
Beggin lordy pity me
Take pity, pretty, please don’t you break my heart
Pretty please don’t you break my heart
Well there was a Queen of Shebe
And she went to Solomon
And she put him in a freeze
When he saw her frankinsense
So he got down on his knees
Beggin lordy pity me
Take pity, pretty please don’t you break my heart
Pretty please don’t you break my heart