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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