Cheryl Hyper - текст песни
Cheryl Hyper
They call her cheryl hyper,
She wears a macintosh
She likes to drink martini
And spend all of her dosh
She spends her time just dreamin
About a certain andy boy
She wishes she could be with him
Instead of big fat aniseed balls!
Everybody hates her,
But they pretend theyre her friends
She hasnt got a clue about fashion
And doesnt follow any trends
Poor poor cheryl hyper
She hasnt a hope in the world
Of ever getting her sanity back
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