Текстове на песни: The Sundays. I Kicked A Boy.
When the weather's fine, when it's sunny outside
Think about the time I kicked a boy till he cried
Oh, I could've been wrong but I don't think I was
He was such a child
When I am alone, I remember so well
How merrily I tripped a boy so he fell
And I could've been wrong but I don't think I was
He was totally wild
And I've been wondering lately
Just who's gonna save me
Now I have a cold and no story to tell
And I'd marry you but I'm so unwell
And although I could've been wrong, well I don't think I was
He was totally wild
And I've been wondering lately
Just who's gonna save me
Yes you should?ve been wise
Oh hysterical child
Where?d you learn to do that?
Think about the time I kicked a boy till he cried
Oh, I could've been wrong but I don't think I was
He was such a child
When I am alone, I remember so well
How merrily I tripped a boy so he fell
And I could've been wrong but I don't think I was
He was totally wild
And I've been wondering lately
Just who's gonna save me
Now I have a cold and no story to tell
And I'd marry you but I'm so unwell
And although I could've been wrong, well I don't think I was
He was totally wild
And I've been wondering lately
Just who's gonna save me
Yes you should?ve been wise
Oh hysterical child
Where?d you learn to do that?
The Sundays
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