Pretenders Precious Lyrics

I like the way you cross the street
'Cause I'm precious.
Moving through the Cleavland heat,
How precious.
You're taking nights and all the kicks:
You're so precious.
But you know I ain't shittin' bricks,
'cause I'm precious.
He's picked at fifth and Euclid Avenue:
Was real precious.
Hotel, still and comin' into view.
How precious.
Pity that you bruised my hip,
'cause I'm precious.
You shouldn't let your manners slip:
You're too precious.
Make me wanna -
Make me wanna -
Maybe make it.
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/p/pretenders-lyrics/precious-lyrics.html ]
We were bound, bound, bound, bound to show it.
We want to do it, do it, do it, do it on the pavement.
Maybe, maybe I'm going to have a baby.
We want to do it - do it all night.
I was feeling kind of ethereal.
'Cause I'm precious.
I got my eye on your imperial.
You're so precious.
Now, Howard the Duck and Mister Strausbow Straid:
Precious.
Trapped in a world that they never made.
But not me, baby - I'm too precious.
Fuck off!
Transcribed by swmcd@world.std.com (Steven W McDougall).