I love the dress sense and the colour of your hair
The way you say that people who are working
they are aiming to be posh my dear
People flocked around you by the smokeys in our school
Teachers they contained in all anger as you
regulary, broken their rules. And everyone done the pill.But solvent abuse it can KILL!
The first taste of heaven there was
splattered on your screen. Floating with the schemers and the part-time Halloweeners and the Lochee team and everyone the pill. But solvent abuse can kill
5 Rebbeccas all of them are close to me 1 of thems a cook, 1 of them does history 1 of thems my niece and 1 lives close the 1 I love the most has turned into a Junky
So under satisfied with minors at your age, and something so deceiving when you find yourself conceiving on a holy day
So anachieveable with minors at your height, and something so deceiving when you find yourself conceiving on a Sunday Night
And everyones on the pill. But solvent abuse can Kill
5 Rebbeccas all of them are close to me 1 of thems a cook, 1 of then does history 1 of thems my niece and 1 lives close the 1 I love the most has turned into a Junky
Poor Miss Rebbecca youll be missed my girl. If it wasnt for the treasure youd be rich my girl, saved you from the terror and your so-called friends. Took a back seater but they kicked it in the end though
Youre sitting really cosy in your humble black cave doesnt seem likely for a girl your age
Us cupid little kids can never look back, when one of us is lying in the big brown bag
5 Rebbeccas all of them are close to me 1 of thems a cook, 1 of them does history 1 of thems my niece and 1 lives close the 1 I love the most has turned into a Junky
I love the dress sense and the colour of your hair
The way you say that people who are working
I can tell you thats a touch my dear