so down home girl Oh, you're so down home girl I'm gonna take you to the muddy river And push you in Just to watch the water roll on Down your velvet
girl Waitin' for a girl and my [Incomprehensible] Waitin' for a girl and my feet are gettin' wet She ain't pull out yet Waitin' for a factory girl
, Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, To keep her from the howlin' winds. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, If it rolls and flows all
Goodbye Girl (Bill Wyman) Goodbye Girl It's time to part When you leave me, you take my heart Better get a start And get back, get back to the one you
Little Indian girl, where is your mama? Little Indian girl, where is your papa? He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya All the children were
? My girl, my girl, my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I got sunshine on a cloudy day I even got the month of May My girl, my girl, I'm talkin' 'bout my girl
I'm not talkin' about the kind of clothes she wears Look at that stupid girl I'm not talkin' about the way she combs her hair Look at that stupid girl
true, you said you'd love me too My only girl told me a lie Maybe there'll come a day, when I can smile and say She used to be my girl But now
no lie Just want you to be around Please come right up to my ears You will be able to hear what I say Don't want you out in my world Just you be my backstreet girl
Waiting for a girl who's got curlers in her hair Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere We get buses everywhere Waiting for a factory girl Waiting
Some girls give me money Some girls buy me clothes Some girls give me jewelry That I never thought I'd own Some girls give me diamonds Some girls, heart
I'm not talking about the kind of clothes she wears Look at that stupid girl I'm not talking about the way she combs her hair Look at that stupid girl
love not hate What was I to do Oh, the keys were playing And we danced all night We were kissing till dark turned to light Ah-Ooh, rolling back
girls give me money Some girls buy me clothes Some girls give me jewelry That I never thought I'd own Some girls give me diamonds Some girls, heart
Waiting for a girl who's got curlers in her hair Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere We get buses everywhere Waiting for a factory girl
Little Indian girl, where is your mama? Little Indian girl, where is your papa? He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya All the children