SHE WAS PUNK

She was punk and she has a blue dress

I have got white shirt and blue jeans

I gotta way just to be in this summer

But everybody tries to put my soul

She was punk and I was an artless

I'm a boy with lack of means

I feel my heart is hitting like a hammer

But everybody tries to put my soul

The Undertones are playing on the radio

My name was written in her book

Sun is out, I'm so fine and The Clash are sinning

But everybody tries to put my soul

And I'm afraid of ghosts

I'm looking my way

Forever, I look for my fun

And I live by the sun

She was punk and she has a blue dress

I have got white shirt and blue jeans

I gotta way just to be in this summer

But everybody tries to put my soul

The Undertones are playing on the radio

My name was written in her book

Sun is out, I'm so fine and The Clash are sinning

But everybody tries to put my soul

And I'm afraid of ghosts

I'm looking my way

Forever, I look for my fun