Size of the mosquito bite on her face Swelled up to the size of a great big bite Like a boxer after a fight
She won't go out see her friends Say they don't love her anymore She's insecure Well I wouldn't have guessed
Ain't it strange where we come from I do hope my friends love me for more than just my shining blue eyes And my vocal roar
Do not air your political views With Reg around, you're bound to lose He won't talk to you if you wear blue jeans Blue jeans That's extreme
Hot dog, feel the pain You look sick I'll look the other way Hot dog, what a shame Look so cool But you all look the same
What's gone wrong with looking over your shoulder Your beautiful song will bowl me right over in pain
John felt he was so detached He spilt jam on his three piece suit He really lost his rag He went mad, he went mad
Martine won't be seen in public With her Mum who's just hypnotic There she's judged by who she's with And the company she keeps The company she keeps
Ain't it strange where we come from I do hope my friends love me for more than just my shining blue eyes And my vocal roar And my charming dispositionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
