A Girl Called Horse Songtext
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That girl, next door
She knows my name but she wants more
Got style, nice voice
But sheâs not talking to bad boys
I watched her walking down the street
My neighbour says, âSheâs out of reach,
For the other boys she doesn’t; care.
She cares for youâ he says âI swearâ
Sheâs in love with me â in love with me
This boy, adores
That girl the other boys call horse
She kicks, she bites
But she wonât take me for a ride
She wears her Sunday dress on Monday â just for me
If her eyes could talk, they would sayâ¦
Come on baby, youâre the one I want
Come on baby, youâre the one I need
Come on baby, baby baby baby come on
Sheâs in love with me â in love with me
Sheâs in love with me â in love with me
Sheâs in love with me â in love with me
She knows my name but she wants more
Got style, nice voice
But sheâs not talking to bad boys
I watched her walking down the street
My neighbour says, âSheâs out of reach,
For the other boys she doesn’t; care.
She cares for youâ he says âI swearâ
Sheâs in love with me â in love with me
This boy, adores
That girl the other boys call horse
She kicks, she bites
But she wonât take me for a ride
She wears her Sunday dress on Monday â just for me
If her eyes could talk, they would sayâ¦
Come on baby, youâre the one I want
Come on baby, youâre the one I need
Come on baby, baby baby baby come on
Sheâs in love with me â in love with me
Sheâs in love with me â in love with me
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