She Lyrics - The Sundays

she's all weak and her heart beats so 

she can't speak with the lights so low 

just to be one of a crowd 

feet scuttling across the floor 

spinning lights round and round 

it's adolescent war 

she craves noise and the music blares 

girl calls to a boy (and my heart is true, oh to you) 

he just stands and stares 

just to be one of a crowd 

feet scuttling across the floor 

spinning lights round and round 

and it's adolescent war 

shoes grind kick like crazy 

and arms tangling up with hair 

shaking them up and down again 

and hearts pounding everywhere 

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she slows down 

has the music gone 

or has she stayed too long? 

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