Redhead girl from Garden Street
lift your skirt and let me take a peek
I learnt already years ago
when I was four
not to look into your eyes anymore
There's a mind too witty and bold
behind green eyes so pretty and cold
that never grow old
that never grew old
I was right, you sold your soul
and now you are selling yourself as whole
I miss you and I don't mind
Call me and we can discuss the price.
Selite:
Laulu lapsuuden ihastukselle.
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