Only two verses to this one which is intended as 3-minutes of fast-paced fun power pop opus.
She was a red head
And when I say red
I mean red like
Red like a brake light
Or a Lamborghini
Or a Bay Watch bikini
Red like red paint anyway
It werent her natural shade
And it was subject to change
Like Man United away
But at the time we met
Like I said, It was red
PRE-CHORUS
And for a while she was the be all and end all
She meant more to me than music and football
But red heads can be fiery, spitefull and feisty
She dumped me and didn't let me down nicely
CHORUS
I could cry, I could beg
She'd just shake her head
Which as I may have said
Was red
VERSE TWO
And she had the kind of eyes
She could hide behind
You know like
A disguise
And you'd never have an inkling
Of What she was thinking
And I never saw her smile
Or knew if she was lying
I could never see what was in her head
Which like I said
When we met
Was red
PRE-CHORUS
And I know you're sitting there thinking don't be a jerk
You and her? Come on it was never gonna work
But you know what it's like, what can you do?
When a drop dead gorgeous red head makes you blue
CHORUS
I could cry, I could beg
She'd just shake her head
Which as I may have said
Was red
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