she doesn't speak much english
but she tells me all her favorite bands
there's not too much to talk about
wonder if she understands
and if I learned the language
she could tell me all her dreams
i know exactly what she means
and I could fall so easily
because her hair is colored red
I asked her if she'll dye mine too
she tells me it's already dead
and I knew that if I stayed with her
i'd lose track of all time
till I light a candle to the shrine
call it rock and roll...
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