Don't lose your temper Don't lose your temper Don't lose your temper 'Cause I love you when you're wild Don't lose your temper Don't lose your temper Don't lose your temper 'Cause I'd hate you to grow mild
Since you took that job with a company You've changed so much you just won't recognise me They have you dressed up like a secretary You mustn't change the things that make you what you are
Since you've been listening to that linguaphone You're speaking in a voice that is not your own I'm not sure if it's you when I call home You mustn't change the things that make you what you are
Whatever happened to my fighting, biting, lightning lioness Little girl, little girl, little girl, little girl I think I preferred it when your hair was in a mess Brittle girl, brittle girl They're not your real curls
Don't lose it Don't lose it Don't lose it Don't lose itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
