I cut off my red hair
You need me
Entertain my friends
They hate you
This little death of yours
Don't touch me
We are strangers
But your jacket, face, shoes are not
I said boy, oy oy
I said boy
I said boy, oy
(boy)
Let your sweet eyes invite me
The colour just strikes me
I said boy, oy oy
I said boy
I said boy, oy
(boy)
Let your sweet eyes invite me
The colour just strikes me
I said boy
Get easy on my feet
Flying high
Moving closer, i can't breathe
Stay this time (stay this time)
I said boy, oy oy
I said boy
I said boy, oy
(boy)
Let your sweet eyes invite me
The colour just strikes me
I said boy, oy oy
I said boy
I said boy, oy
(boy)
Let your sweet eyes invite me
The colour just strikes me
I said boy, oy oy
I said boy
I said boy, oy
(boy)
Let your sweet eyes invite me
The colour just strikes me
I said boy, oy oy
I said boy
I said boy, oy
(boy)
Let your sweet eyes invite me
The colour just strikes me
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