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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.

She don't care.



Everybody wants to know her name,

I threw a house party and she came

Everyone asked me

Who the hell is she?

That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.



She's just a loner with a sexy atittude,

I'd like to phone her cos she puts me in the mood.

The rumours spreading that she cooks in the nude.

She don't care.



Everybody wants to know her name,

How does she cope with her new found fame?

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 name.

How does she cope with her new found fame?

Everyone asks me,

Who the hell is she,

That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.



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