| Song | Put Your Records On |
| Artist | Corinne Bailey Rae |
| Album | Cities 97 Sampler Vol. 19 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Artist:Corinne Bailey Rae | |
| Three little birds, sat on my window. | |
| And they told me I don't need to worry. | |
| Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet | |
| Little girls double-dutch on the concrete. | |
| Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright | |
| The more thing seem to change, the more they stay the same. | |
| Ooo, don't you hesitate. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. | |
| Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely, | |
| Sipping tea in the bar by the roads | |
| (Just relax, just relax) | |
| Don't you let those other boys fool you, | |
| Got to love that afro hairdo. | |
| Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright | |
| The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change. | |
| Don't you think it's strange? | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. | |
| 'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake | |
| Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger | |
| When you going to realise, that you don't even have to try any longer. | |
| Do what you want to. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. |
| Artist: Corinne Bailey Rae | |
| Three little birds, sat on my window. | |
| And they told me I don' t need to worry. | |
| Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet | |
| Little girls doubledutch on the concrete. | |
| Maybe sometimes, we' ve got it wrong, but it' s alright | |
| The more thing seem to change, the more they stay the same. | |
| Ooo, don' t you hesitate. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| You' re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. | |
| Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely, | |
| Sipping tea in the bar by the roads | |
| Just relax, just relax | |
| Don' t you let those other boys fool you, | |
| Got to love that afro hairdo. | |
| Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it' s alright | |
| The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change. | |
| Don' t you think it' s strange? | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| You' re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. | |
| ' Twas more than I could take, pity for pity' s sake | |
| Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger | |
| When you going to realise, that you don' t even have to try any longer. | |
| Do what you want to. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| Oh, you' re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. |
| Artist: Corinne Bailey Rae | |
| Three little birds, sat on my window. | |
| And they told me I don' t need to worry. | |
| Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet | |
| Little girls doubledutch on the concrete. | |
| Maybe sometimes, we' ve got it wrong, but it' s alright | |
| The more thing seem to change, the more they stay the same. | |
| Ooo, don' t you hesitate. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| You' re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. | |
| Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely, | |
| Sipping tea in the bar by the roads | |
| Just relax, just relax | |
| Don' t you let those other boys fool you, | |
| Got to love that afro hairdo. | |
| Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it' s alright | |
| The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change. | |
| Don' t you think it' s strange? | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| You' re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. | |
| ' Twas more than I could take, pity for pity' s sake | |
| Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger | |
| When you going to realise, that you don' t even have to try any longer. | |
| Do what you want to. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song | |
| You go ahead, let your hair down | |
| Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, | |
| Just go ahead, let your hair down. | |
| Oh, you' re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. |