Year Of The Girl Lyrics

Swervedriver Year Of The Girl

Does she wanna burn a field of four-leaf clovers?
Does she wanna find herself in need of one more?
Does she wanna subvert her own expectations?
She screams Who the hell do they think
They're catering for?

Take a while to find the route I'm meant to be takin'
Take a while to find a way to ride it for free
Force a smile and hope to God I'm not mistakin'
The way things are for the way things should be

Does she wanna sell a field of four-leaf clovers?
Does she wanna find herself in need of one more?
Does she wanna subvert her own expectations?
She screams Who the hell do they think
They're catering for?