saint etienne – erica america lyrics
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transcribed by kevin hung
hair in curls
not quite as tall as the other girls
i’d ran away from the laughter upstairs
wear high heels and i cut my hair
try to conceal so tired of their small town games
whistle a tune of a horse with no name
hang around by the stadium
drinking a wine like a bowery b-m
erica let’s go out tonight
staying out till the morning light
erica let’s go out tonight
everything’s gonna be alright
diamond joe
he took my watch and my stereo
i wished i hadn’t got a permanent wave
can’t show my face at the town arcade
can’t stand that place anyway
tired of their small town games
whistle a tune of i gotta see jane yeah
read the stars of an aries girl
wear the crown in another world
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