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Right Kind of Girl
- wykonawca: Blink The Star
- album: August Everywhere
I want to ride with the sunroof down
I want to ride till the sun goes down
I want to drive to the secret hideout
Because I'm the right kind of girl for you
We can forget what we learned at school
There is no right for persistent fools
And if we keep on driving backwards
You'll see there's noo good and/or bad, my friend
Down this golden road
There is something that I must unload
I'm not a schoolgirl
I am just a Siamese cat with wings
And I hope that you understand
That I once was a boy or a man
And it's too late to change the course of history
But I would like to see you again
Down this golden road
There is something that I must unload
I'm not a schoolgirl
I am just a Siamese cat with wings
And I say things I don't mean
Like there's still a shred of truth to be seen
I'm feeling so high, but I'll take you home if you think that I
Said too much, much too soon
But I'd really like to see you again
- album: August Everywhere
I want to ride with the sunroof down
I want to ride till the sun goes down
I want to drive to the secret hideout
Because I'm the right kind of girl for you
We can forget what we learned at school
There is no right for persistent fools
And if we keep on driving backwards
You'll see there's noo good and/or bad, my friend
Down this golden road
There is something that I must unload
I'm not a schoolgirl
I am just a Siamese cat with wings
And I hope that you understand
That I once was a boy or a man
And it's too late to change the course of history
But I would like to see you again
Down this golden road
There is something that I must unload
I'm not a schoolgirl
I am just a Siamese cat with wings
And I say things I don't mean
Like there's still a shred of truth to be seen
I'm feeling so high, but I'll take you home if you think that I
Said too much, much too soon
But I'd really like to see you again