five colours in her hair (из к\ф "поцелуй на удачу")
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Shes got a lip ring and five colours in her hair Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears Her tattoos always hidden by her underwear She don't care
Everybody wants to know her name I threw a house party and she came Everyone asked me Who the hell is she That weirdo with five colours in her hair
Shes just a loner with a sexy atittude I'd like to phone her coz she puts me in the mood The rumours spreading round that she cooks in the nude But she don't care She don't care
Everybody wants to know her name How does she cope with her new found fame Everyone asked me Who the hell is she That weirdo with five colours in her hair
She was all I thought about The girl I couldn't live without But then she went insane She couldn't take the fame She said I was to blame She'd had enough And shaved five colours off And now she's just a weirdo with no name
Everybody wants to know her name How does she cope with her new found fame? Everyone asks me Who the hell is she That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair
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