| So if you want the night |
| The things are for us, boy, don’t you love? |
| Picture perfect, you see in us |
| Pretty tales are made from above |
| Hm, yeah |
| Hm, hm, hm |
| Hm, yeah |
| Hm, hm, hm |
| Cherry, cherry lips, so high |
| Don’t you know my lips run dry |
| For your kissing? |
| Fairy, fairy tales don’t lie |
| Now my soul is so alive |
| After you kissed me |
| Ah, ah, ah |
| So if you want the night |
| The things are for us, boy, don’t you love? |
| Picture perfect, you see in us |
| Pretty tales are made from above |
| Hm, yeah |
| Hm, hm, hm |
| Hm, yeah |
| Hm, hm, hm |
| 'Cause I’m waking up at night |
| 'Cause I’m searching in my mind for you |
| (For you, for you, for you) |
| As I’m falling in these lies |
| Baby, you were just a perfect you |
| But if you want the night |
| The things are for us, boy, don’t you love? |
| Picture perfect, you see in us |
| Pretty tales are made from above |
| So if you want the night |
| The things are for us, boy, don’t you love? |
| Picture perfect, you see in us |
| Pretty tales are made from above |
| Hm, yeah |
| Oh, oh |