She got big brown eyes and tangled hair
Vogung in the underwear
And nothign it’s better, the doing nothing it’s together
Now she got a toothbrus an a microfone
Belting out the rolling
I’m the last one to stop her
Can’t believe that I got her
We get so close kssing like eskimose
A little bit much i know I do
Isn’t she crazy beautiful
Isn’t she strange, strange and wonderful
And I think I love her, love her
More then I ever understand
She got a classin style that’s on her own
A smile you can hear yhrough the telephone
And she says she is a rebel but she why to sentimental
And she’s precious even when she’s mad
Get’s angry and I start to laugh
And I know that is nothing she just pushing mu bottoms
She get so close
We get so close kssing like eskimose
A little bit much i know I do
Isn’t she crazy beautiful
Isn’t she strange, strange and wonderful
And I think I love her, love her
More then I ever understand
Isn’t she strange, strange and wonderful
And I think I love her, love her
More then I ever understand
She is a little bit wild, a little bit mad
A little bit ooh ooh beautiful
A little bit wild, a little bit mad
A little bit ooh ooh
And I never can know her too well
Ooh still I never want anyone else
Isn’t she crazy beautiful
Isn’t she strange, strange and wonderful
And I think I love her
More then I ever understand
Isn’t she crazy beautiful
Isn’t she strange, strange and wonderful
And I think I love her
More then I understand
She is a little bit wild, a little bit mad
A little bit ooh ooh beautiful
A little bit wild, a little bit mad
A little bit ooh ooh
And I think I love her
More then I understand
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