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 its mates
But she doesn't fit in
Everybody thinks this girl is great
But shes lacing all the party drinks
With venom from a poison pen
This girl
She made a habit of habitually lying
Does everybodys head in
She knows what happens
When the next stop that you see
Its 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 its mates
But she doesn't fit in
Everybody thinks this girl is great
But shes 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 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 its mates But she doesn't fit in Everybody thinks this girl is great But shes lacing all the party drinks With venom from a poison pen This girl She made a habit of habitually lying Does everybodys head in She knows what happens When the next stop that you see Its 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 its mates But she doesn't fit in Everybody thinks this girl is great But shes 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 Explain Request ×
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