Don’t The Girls All Get Prettier Around Christmastime – Mickey Gilley

Don’t the girls all get prettier around Christmastime
Don’t they all begin to look like movie stars
Don’t the girls all get prettier around Christmastime
When the change starts takin’ place
It puts a glow on every face
Of the fallen angels of the backstreet bars

If I could rate ’em on a scale from one to ten
I’m lookin’ for a nine, but eight could work right in
A few more drinks and I might slip to five or even four
But when Christmas mornin’ comes
And I wake up with a number one
I swear I’ll never do it anymore

Don’t the girls all get prettier at Christmastime
Don’t they all begin to look like movie stars
Don’t the girls all get prettier around Christmastime
When the change starts takin’ place
It puts a glow on every face
Of the fallen angels of the backstreet bars

I don’t mean to criticize the girls at all
‘Cause I know Robert Redford even overhauled
But we all picture in our minds a girl that looks just right
Now ain’t it funny, ain’t it strange
The way a man’s opinions change
When he starts to face that mornin’ light

Don’t the girls all get prettier at Christmastime
Don’t they all begin to look like movie stars
Don’t the girls all get prettier around Christmastime
When the change starts takin’ place
It puts a glow on every face
Of the fallen angels of the backstreet bars…