Lyrics

Blonde hair, blue eyes Violin and black and white Short skirts, tight pants, clean shoes Won't deliver the news What's she gonna play, what's she gonna play What's she gonna play, what's she gonna play, what's she gonna play Got nothing to say, got nothing to say Gonna wash away, got nothing to say, gonna wash away Running naked through your streets Sharing clothes and whacking weeds Bring in a crowd, fill up the house and play Hold on to their eyes, make them all wise, show them the way She is gonna play, have a word to say She won't go away, listen when she plays, lost in thought today She is gonna play, have a word to say She won't go away, listen when she plays, lost in thought today Tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe Let go, let go, let go, let go, let go, let go Tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe Let go, let go, let go, let go, let go, let go Blonde hair, blue eyes Blind stares, blue cries
Writer(s): Joy Dragland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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