Cut My Hair
Alfie Boe« Cut My Hair » est une chanson de Alfie Boe, 2015, Pop. La chanson dure 3:42, 46 lines / 264 words.
Paroles
0:16Why should I care
0:18If I have to cut my hair
0:22I've got to move with the fashions
0:27Or be outcast
0:32I know I should fight
0:34My old man he's really alright
0:38And I'm still living at home
0:41Even though it won't last
0:46Zoot suit white jacket with side vents
0:50Five inches long
0:54I'm out on the street again
0:57And I'm leaping along
1:01I'm dressed right for a beach fight
1:05But I just can't explain
1:08Why that uncertain feeling is still
1:13Here in my brain
1:31The kids at school
1:33Have parents that seem so cool
1:37And though I don't want to hurt them
1:41Mine want me their way
1:46I clean my room and my shoes
1:49But my mother found a box of blues
1:53And there doesn't seem much hope
1:57They'll let me stay
2:01Zoot suit white jacket with side vents
2:05Five inches long
2:09I'm out on the street again
2:12And I'm leaping along
2:17I'm dressed right for a beach fight
2:20But I just can't explain
2:23Why that uncertain feeling is still
2:28Here in my brain
2:46Why do I have to be different to them
2:49Just to earn the respect of a dance hall friend
2:54Have the same old row again and again
3:02Why do I have to move with a crowd
3:05Of kids that hardly notice I'm around
3:09Work myself to death just to fit in
3:18Coming down
3:19Got for women the very frist trien from town
3:24But dad is lift the world
3:27He was and talk him
3:33Sole again
3:35And insaid and just the same
3:40Ridex makes me set
3:42For singing the morning
Why should I care If I have to cut my hair I've got to move with the fashions Or be outcast I know I should fight My old man he's really alright And I'm still living at home Even though it won't last Zoot suit white jacket with side vents Five inches long I'm out on the street again And I'm leaping along I'm dressed right for a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still Here in my brain The kids at school Have parents that seem so cool And though I don't want to hurt them Mine want me their way I clean my room and my shoes But my mother found a box of blues And there doesn't seem much hope They'll let me stay Zoot suit white jacket with side vents Five inches long I'm out on the street again And I'm leaping along I'm dressed right for a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still Here in my brain Why do I have to be different to them Just to earn the respect of a dance hall friend Have the same old row again and again Why do I have to move with a crowd Of kids that hardly notice I'm around Work myself to death just to fit in Coming down Got for women the very frist trien from town But dad is lift the world He was and talk him Sole again And insaid and just the same Ridex makes me set For singing the morning
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