Song | This Girl |
Artist | Chumbawamba |
Album | Uneasy Listening |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
This girl | |
She didn’t turn out | |
Quite the way she was supposed to do | |
Ooh This girl | |
She got bored of all the things | |
They brought her up to say | |
She newer meant them anyway | |
This girl | |
She got caught out | |
On the multi-storey car park | |
Throwing goodbye notes | |
Wrapped up in bricks | |
When they put her in the car | |
She said ’jesus made me do it’ | |
But all the priest in all the world | |
Couldn’t save this girl | |
This girl | |
Content with all the bloody noses | |
Scabby knees | |
You get from fighting wars like these | |
Running past the tidy houses | |
Pulling faces | |
This material world | |
Couldn’t temp this girl | |
Now she enertains the world | |
And all it’s mates | |
But she doesn’t fit in | |
Everybody thinks this girl is great | |
But she’s lacing all the party drinks | |
With venom from a poison pen | |
This girl | |
She made a habit of habitually lying | |
Does everybody’s head in | |
She knows what happens | |
When the next stop that you see | |
It’s not the one | |
That everyone expected to be | |
This girl | |
Happy families | |
Round the supermarket check-out | |
She loves to be the odd one out | |
The party girl who stayed upstair | |
Playing musical chairs | |
La-la, la-la-la | |
She doesn’t care | |
This girl | |
Now she enertains the world | |
And all it’s mates | |
But she doesn’t fit in | |
Everybody thinks this girl is great | |
But she’s lacing all the party drinks | |
With venom from a poison pen | |
This girl | |
She didn’t turn out | |
Quite the way she was supposed to do | |
Ooh |
This girl | |
She didn' t turn out | |
Quite the way she was supposed to do | |
Ooh This girl | |
She got bored of all the things | |
They brought her up to say | |
She newer meant them anyway | |
This girl | |
She got caught out | |
On the multistorey car park | |
Throwing goodbye notes | |
Wrapped up in bricks | |
When they put her in the car | |
She said ' jesus made me do it' | |
But all the priest in all the world | |
Couldn' t save this girl | |
This girl | |
Content with all the bloody noses | |
Scabby knees | |
You get from fighting wars like these | |
Running past the tidy houses | |
Pulling faces | |
This material world | |
Couldn' t temp this girl | |
Now she enertains the world | |
And all it' s mates | |
But she doesn' t fit in | |
Everybody thinks this girl is great | |
But she' s lacing all the party drinks | |
With venom from a poison pen | |
This girl | |
She made a habit of habitually lying | |
Does everybody' s head in | |
She knows what happens | |
When the next stop that you see | |
It' s not the one | |
That everyone expected to be | |
This girl | |
Happy families | |
Round the supermarket checkout | |
She loves to be the odd one out | |
The party girl who stayed upstair | |
Playing musical chairs | |
Lala, lalala | |
She doesn' t care | |
This girl | |
Now she enertains the world | |
And all it' s mates | |
But she doesn' t fit in | |
Everybody thinks this girl is great | |
But she' s lacing all the party drinks | |
With venom from a poison pen | |
This girl | |
She didn' t turn out | |
Quite the way she was supposed to do | |
Ooh |
This girl | |
She didn' t turn out | |
Quite the way she was supposed to do | |
Ooh This girl | |
She got bored of all the things | |
They brought her up to say | |
She newer meant them anyway | |
This girl | |
She got caught out | |
On the multistorey car park | |
Throwing goodbye notes | |
Wrapped up in bricks | |
When they put her in the car | |
She said ' jesus made me do it' | |
But all the priest in all the world | |
Couldn' t save this girl | |
This girl | |
Content with all the bloody noses | |
Scabby knees | |
You get from fighting wars like these | |
Running past the tidy houses | |
Pulling faces | |
This material world | |
Couldn' t temp this girl | |
Now she enertains the world | |
And all it' s mates | |
But she doesn' t fit in | |
Everybody thinks this girl is great | |
But she' s lacing all the party drinks | |
With venom from a poison pen | |
This girl | |
She made a habit of habitually lying | |
Does everybody' s head in | |
She knows what happens | |
When the next stop that you see | |
It' s not the one | |
That everyone expected to be | |
This girl | |
Happy families | |
Round the supermarket checkout | |
She loves to be the odd one out | |
The party girl who stayed upstair | |
Playing musical chairs | |
Lala, lalala | |
She doesn' t care | |
This girl | |
Now she enertains the world | |
And all it' s mates | |
But she doesn' t fit in | |
Everybody thinks this girl is great | |
But she' s lacing all the party drinks | |
With venom from a poison pen | |
This girl | |
She didn' t turn out | |
Quite the way she was supposed to do | |
Ooh |