歌词
BARBRA ANN
Barbra Ann well she was the kinda girl I’d love to
A wishy-washy and creakily clean
She always looking perfect so always always
Obsessed with every outside
No never shy or nervous so always always
Careless of her insides
Barbra Ann well she was the kinda girl I’d love to
Though she never gave nor never came home to me
I could’ve really loved her if there wasn’t yet another
I said I could’ve really loved her if there wasn’t yet another
I’m so sick and tired of always thinking Oh
Should I take her home with me
I’m so sick and tired of always thinking Oh
Should I take her home with me
Barbra Ann
Barbra Ann well she was the kinda girl I’d love to
Though she never gave nor never came home to me
When I’m bringing her home
Gonna give a bit of my own
Said when I’m bringing her home
Gonna give a bit of my own
She would be mine
Barbra Ann
Barbra Ann well she was the kinda girl I’d love to