Ooh, ooh, ooh,
This girl
This girl from the pictures
I really like the rubber bands on her hair
Only don't devide us in half
I love her, she loves parties
My girl, this girl from the pictures
What a hell of a dress, she is sporty at soul
You exited the chat, after all you're a mistake to her
She will leave and she will leave only scraps in memory
She will drop in the party and she will gather all the heads*
This girl is top (wow)
Cooler than Photoshop (yes)
Bullet in the heart, like Glock (piu)
You're not ready fore her (no-but)
You have in your head (have in your head)
These lines for songs (song)
She is not close, yes, it gets you mad
But if you loved once, you get it
This girl from the pictures
I really like the rubber bands on her hair
Only don't devide us in half
I love her, she loves parties
My girl
This girl from the pictures
This girl from the pictures
I really liked the rubber bands on her hair
Only don't devide us in half
I love her, she loves parties
My girl, this girl from the pictures
What a hell of shoes, she wears sneakers at soul
You won't recognise, where are her tattoos
She will leave, she doesn't carre about your games
But I know, that in the end it will be us
I love her body, sweet like Nutella
I take off her Margiela, everything inside me is numb
This baby is a dream, you're so alone
But you're right in one thing, the thign between us is fiasco
This girl is top (wow)
Cooler than Photoshop (yes)
Bullet in the heart, like Glock (piu)
You're not ready fore her (no-but)
You have in your head (have in your head)
These lines for songs (song)
She is not close, yes, it gets you mad
But if you loved once, you get it
This girl from the pictures
I really like the rubber bands on her hair
Only don't devide us in half
I love her, she loves parties
My girl
This girl from the pictures
This girl from the pictures
I really liked the rubber bands on her hair
Only don't devide us in half
I love her, she loves parties
My girl, this girl from the pictures
Wow
My girl