Song | That Girl |
Artist | Beat Happening |
Album | Music to Climb the Apple Tree By |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
There’s a new girl in this town | |
She’s been a lot of places | |
Worn a lot of crowns | |
I want to touch that hair | |
And tell her she is fine | |
I want to hold her hand | |
And ask her to be mine | |
There’s a misfit in this town | |
All the other kids said | |
We don’t like your frown | |
You’re not allowed to play | |
In anymore reindeer games | |
So we spent a lot of time | |
Walking in the rain | |
Then the new girl walked around | |
A lot of boys liked her | |
It was a lot of boys I drowned | |
To get a girl like that | |
They’ve got to cross the sea | |
And, when the waters part | |
There’s only gonna be me | |
Then the new girl was on trial | |
All the other girls said | |
“We don’t like your style” | |
All the boys are thinking | |
Pull the sword out from the stone | |
Outside all this big talk | |
I was left standing alone | |
Then the new girl spun around | |
Put her hands on hips | |
And let her hair fall down | |
She turned and gave those boys | |
The evil eye | |
Then I realized | |
They’re all too scared to turn | |
There’s a new girl in this town | |
She’s been a lot of places | |
Worn a lot of crowns | |
I’m gonna touch that hair | |
And tell her she is fine | |
I’m gonna hold her hand | |
And ask her to be mine | |
There’s a new girl |
There' s a new girl in this town | |
She' s been a lot of places | |
Worn a lot of crowns | |
I want to touch that hair | |
And tell her she is fine | |
I want to hold her hand | |
And ask her to be mine | |
There' s a misfit in this town | |
All the other kids said | |
We don' t like your frown | |
You' re not allowed to play | |
In anymore reindeer games | |
So we spent a lot of time | |
Walking in the rain | |
Then the new girl walked around | |
A lot of boys liked her | |
It was a lot of boys I drowned | |
To get a girl like that | |
They' ve got to cross the sea | |
And, when the waters part | |
There' s only gonna be me | |
Then the new girl was on trial | |
All the other girls said | |
" We don' t like your style" | |
All the boys are thinking | |
Pull the sword out from the stone | |
Outside all this big talk | |
I was left standing alone | |
Then the new girl spun around | |
Put her hands on hips | |
And let her hair fall down | |
She turned and gave those boys | |
The evil eye | |
Then I realized | |
They' re all too scared to turn | |
There' s a new girl in this town | |
She' s been a lot of places | |
Worn a lot of crowns | |
I' m gonna touch that hair | |
And tell her she is fine | |
I' m gonna hold her hand | |
And ask her to be mine | |
There' s a new girl |
There' s a new girl in this town | |
She' s been a lot of places | |
Worn a lot of crowns | |
I want to touch that hair | |
And tell her she is fine | |
I want to hold her hand | |
And ask her to be mine | |
There' s a misfit in this town | |
All the other kids said | |
We don' t like your frown | |
You' re not allowed to play | |
In anymore reindeer games | |
So we spent a lot of time | |
Walking in the rain | |
Then the new girl walked around | |
A lot of boys liked her | |
It was a lot of boys I drowned | |
To get a girl like that | |
They' ve got to cross the sea | |
And, when the waters part | |
There' s only gonna be me | |
Then the new girl was on trial | |
All the other girls said | |
" We don' t like your style" | |
All the boys are thinking | |
Pull the sword out from the stone | |
Outside all this big talk | |
I was left standing alone | |
Then the new girl spun around | |
Put her hands on hips | |
And let her hair fall down | |
She turned and gave those boys | |
The evil eye | |
Then I realized | |
They' re all too scared to turn | |
There' s a new girl in this town | |
She' s been a lot of places | |
Worn a lot of crowns | |
I' m gonna touch that hair | |
And tell her she is fine | |
I' m gonna hold her hand | |
And ask her to be mine | |
There' s a new girl |