Lyrics:
And the sign said long haired,freaky people need not apply
And the sign said long haired,freaky people need not apply
And the sign said long
right
Green haired lady in a fantasy
She writes wise quotes on the internet for free
The green haired lady lives in Barnsley
She writes tunes on her
All the girls in the music biz
Have credit cards they subscribe to Ms.
But they only want to fuck
Long haired guys from England
From England
single curl I see
Oooh ah oooh
Straight-haired girls and me
I look for you in every girl I see
Hope boys remind you of me
And I keep locking eyes but I
All the girls in the music biz
Have credit cards they subscribe to Ms.
But they only want to fuck
Long haired guys from England
From England
There's
Blue haired girl
Please get out of my mind
Blue haired girl
Can I give you my time
Blue haired girl
Please get out of my mind
Blue haired girl
Can I
don't know how I... but I know it's true.
Lemon-haired boy, take me to the sky
Lemon-haired boy, say at least you'll try
Lemon-haired boy, say I'm
Sick and tired, sick
Rippin' up a pension cheque and tired
Sick and tired, sick
Try to steal my mind
Stop blue haired crime
Stop blue haired crime
I was standing on the seashore
Looking down into the sea
When a good looking girl
Came a walkin' up to me
She was a blond haired
Green eyed good
a long-haired child
I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child
I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child
I'm gonna want the child to be
Well, I've been meaning to talk to you about it for sometime
Sweet little lass, you are my long-haired lady
Who's the lady that makes that brief
Well, I've been meaning to talk to you about it for sometime
Sweet little lass, you are my long haired lady
Who's the lady that makes that brief
Short haired Willie got no place to go; he just
Stay in bed, scratch his head, tell the walls hello
Oh, Willie, you're strummin' to a different tune
When I was half myself
I guess I was another guy
I was gonna find my way to your world
Little red haired girl
I was not quite myself
That was
I'll be your long haired lover from Liverpool,
And I'll do anything you say.
I'll be your clown or your puppet or your April Fool,
If you'll be
I'll be your long haired lover from Liverpool,
And I'll do anything you say.
I'll be your clown or your puppet or your April Fool,
If you'll be
As I was going to the fair of Dingle one fine morning last July
When going down the road before me
A red-haired girl I chanced to spy
I went up
nigga, just like we use to do it!
Well check this out
Game! Is the shit
Like what? A rat-haired bitch
I was sittin' at my home, all alone
Thinkin'
of the great barrier reef
You’re wild-haired, man these are
God damn biblical tares, but who’s god
You’re wild-haired, man these are
God damn biblical tares,
She's fine
The brown haired Gemini
She's so pretty with those eyes and her golden thighs
And I don't know why
She would ever want me
Just another guy
No
She's a false-haired woman
She'll lie to your face to get things done
She's a false-haired woman
It's not her hair that's the problem
It's everything
Got a redbone, got a dark skin chick
One long haired, one short haired
Makes no difference
Might be skinny, Might be thick
She still my bitch
So many
rock n roll son of Detroit
I don't like no new wave techno bands around
I'm a drink a couple dozen beers
Go out and jam some gears
I'm a long-haired
I'll be your long haired lover from Liverpool,
And I'll do anything you say.
I'll be your clown or your puppet or your April Fool,
If you'll be
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