Symarip Skinhead Girl
Skinhead girl, skinhead girl
Skinhead girl, skinhead girl
There she was, swinging down the high streets, yeah
Her hair cut short, boots set firm
I couldn't believe my eyes, like a story out of a book
She was my height, my weight, my size, she wore braces
and blue jeans
Skinhead girl, she was my
Skinhead girl, she was my
Skinhead girl
I made up my mind, I was gonna be courageous, yeah
I held out my hand, and touched her gentle
She looked at me and smiled, I know that was for real
She was my height, my weight, my size, she wore braces
and blue jeans
