Pink Girl With The Blues

Pink girl with the blues
Pink girl with the blues
Pink girl with the blues
Pink girl with the blues
Pink girl, pink girl, pink girl, pink girl

If I let it turn to dust, I could play it large and loud
I've got havoc in my veins, I'm just laying out my aim

When I get to stir it up, I forget I'm strong and proud
And I go cruising down the lanes, I'm dying to be entertained

By a festival crowd, by a festival crowd
By a festival crowd, by a festival crowd

When I get to stir it up, I forget I'm strong and proud
And I go cruising down the lanes, I'm dying to be entertained
I'm dying to be entertained, I'm dying to be entertained

Curious yellow, curious yellow
Curious yellow, curious yellow

If I let it turn to dust, I could play it large and loud
I've got havoc in my veins, I'm just laying out my aim

When I get to stir it up, I forget I'm strong and proud
And I go cruising down the lanes, I'm dying to be entertained

By a festival crowd, by a festival crowd
By a festival crowd, by a festival crowd

If I let it turn to dust, I could play it large and loud
I've got havoc in my veins, I'm just laying out my aim

If I ever let you in, if I ever let you in, if I

If I let it turn to dust, I could play it large and loud
I've got havoc in my veins...

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