She's got a lip ring and 5 colours in her hair,
Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears,
Her tattoo's always hidden by her underwear.
but She don't care.
Everybody wants to know her naayaayaayaayme,
I threw a house party and she caayaayaayaayme
Everyone asked me
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
She's just a loner with a sexy attitude,
I'd like to bone [clean version: "phone"] her 'cause she puts me in the mood.
The rumours spreading now that she cooks in the nude.
But she don't care, but she don't care.
Everybody wants to know her naayaayaayaayme,
How does she cope with her new found faayaayaayaayme?
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
She was all I thought about,
The girl I couldn't live without.
But then she went insane,
She couldn't take the fame
She said I was to blame
She'd had enough
And shaved five colours off
And now
she's just a weirdo with no name.
Everybody wants to know her naayaayaayaayme.
How does she cope with her new found faayaayaayaayme?
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she,
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
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