You see her face, you don't know what to say She's very hot, like a day in Bombay Got pretty eyes, Annie Ting is her name You've never met her, oh my god what a shame
Chorus: You don't know a thing about Annie Ting!
She's kind of strange, she's not easy to read Compared to her Dostoyevsky's a kid It's such a pity you can't find what she likes It would be cool if she'd enjoy the White Stripes
You see her face you don't know what to say She's not quite right like a night in Marseille Her perfect hair will not give her away You'll never touch her, oh my god what a shame
You wish to chat, you want to send her a mail Don't got the address, what an epic fail You spend some days to make a new plan But what you find is that in fact she's a manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
