Homework finished, room is tidy All my shoes are spic and shiny And the music fuzzling in All the boys can watch me spinning
See the big girls with the make-up Party lights and tearful break-ups I won't let them happen to mine Ordinary waiting in line Nothing gray will spoil my lucky day
See I have a friend, she can read the stars She tells all the girls about their husbands and cars Husbands and cars Well, Destine is the one and not only at school While I'm only practical she bends all the rules Destine calls the shots, she has more fun
Destine, you hold away the book of my dreams Ooh, you're tearing my heart out You're holding out, Destine, Destine
How I hate to wait, how I hate to guess Girl, I have to count the days in a lucky dress Is it time yet, oh How I hate the minute, how I hate the day I'm so restless, I can't feel anything And all you have to say is na-na-na-na-na
Destine, you hold away the book of my dreams Ooh, you're tearing my heart out You're holding out, Destine, Destine
Destine, you hold away the book of my dreams Ooh, you're tearing my heart out You're tearing my heart out, you're tearing me up
Is there anybody gonna listen? Is there anybody gonna listen? Is there anybody gonna listen?
Does he love me? Does he love me? Does he love me? Does he love me Love me, love me, love me?
Destine Destine Destine Destine
Does he love me? Does he love me? Does he love me, love me, love me? Ooh, DestineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
