Yellow Hair - Tia Blake

We grew it out Let it fall to the ground Tied like a french braid Now we've fallen apart I cut you off like hair And you don't seem to hurt You grow back right there Right inside my heart You don't even care What was it worth? You grow back right there You grow back like hair You grow back right there You grow back like hair You grow back right there We got tangled up Out of luck Our time is up Strand by strand we tore it apart Now I'm left bald with a broken heart I cut you off like hair And you don't seem to hurt You grow back right there Right inside my heart You don't even care What was it worth? You grow back right there You grow back like hair You grow back right there You grow back like hair You grow back right there I guess you're part of my DNA now There's no point in trying to stray now But there's no point in trying to stay now I just don't know what to say now Can't get you off my mind now Can't get you out of my head now Cause you're part of my DNA now Yeah you're in my DNA now I cut you off like hair And you don't seem to hurt You grow back right there Right inside my heart You don't even care What was it worth? You grow back right there You grow back like hair You grow back right there You grow back like hair You grow back right there

Ridin' rubber, rent checks, livin' on ramen Chappin' our ass 'cause we can't afford Charmin Rockin' that one-ply, one-ply Shakin' down the couch, found a buffalo nickel Medium guitar pick, Burger King pickle It's kinda petrified, petrified Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Girl, I sure can't tell you've been workin' your butt off The way you're rockin' them second-hand cutoffs Can I talk you into takin' 'em off? Score a little discount, 6-pack Keystone Use a paper sack, twist a little home grown Go on and get a Friday night on Girl, one of these days, gonna look back laughin' Sippin' pomegranate sake at Nobu But, baby, 'til then I'm a have-not havin' And everything I have's got, with you Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money

I've been working so hard, I'm punching my card Eight hours, for what? Oh, tell me what I got I get this feeling, that time's just holding me down I'll hit the ceiling or else I'll tear up this town Tonight I gotta cut loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues everybody cut footloose You're playing so cool, obeying every rule Dig a way down in your heart You're burning, yearning for some Somebody to tell you That life ain't passing you by I'm trying to tell you It will if you don't even try You can fly if you'd only cut loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Oowhee, Marie shake it, shake it for me Whoa, Milo c'mon, c'mon let's go Lose your blues everybody cut footloose, Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa. Cut footloose, Whoa We got to turn you around And put your feet on the ground Now take a hold of your soul I'm turning it loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut Everybody everybody cut footloose

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