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
And I live by the sun