Five Colours In Her Hair

She's got a lip ring and five colours in her hair
 Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears
 Her tattoo's always hidden by her underwear
 She don't care
 Everybody wants to know her name
 I threw a house party and she came
 Everyone asked me, who the hell is she?
 That weirdo with five colours in her hair
 She's just a loner with a sexy attitude
 And I'd like to phone her 'cause she puts me in the mood
 And the rumour's spreading now that she cooks in the nude
 But she don't care, but she don't care
 Everybody wants to know her name
 How does she cope with her new found fame?
 Everyone asked me, who the hell is she?
 That weirdo with five colours in her hair
 She was all I thought about
 The girl I couldn't live without
 But then she went insane
 She couldn't take the fame
 She said I was to blame
 She'd had enough
 And shaved five colours off
 And now she's just a weirdo with no name
 
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 Everybody wants to know her name
 How does she cope with her new found fame?
 Everyone asked me, who the hell is she
 That weirdo with five colours in her hair
 (One, two, three, four)