She's even redder than that
She likes to torture the cat
Who keeps returning for more
They'll be lining up at her door
Which is pillar-box red paint
When she looks your way you feel faint
And the color gone to your cheeks
Won't drain away for weeks
You know the girl is volcano
You'd better pray she don't say no
To whatever your proposing
You know the girl is vocano
You'd better hope she don't play though
She's even redder than that
She likes to torture the cat
Who keeps returning for more
They'll be lining up at her door
Which is pillar-box red paint
When she looks your way you feel faint
And the colour gone to your cheeks
Won't drain away for weeks
And she's even redder than that
In her corduroy & her hat
Once upon a little time
I dreamed of making her mine
You know the girl is volcano
You'd better pray she don't say no
To whatever your proposing
You know the girl is vocano
You'd better hope she don't play though
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She's even redder than that
She likes to torture the cat
Who keeps returning for more
They'll be lining up at her door
Which is pillar-box red paint
When she looks your way you feel faint
And the color gone to your cheeks
Won't drain away for weeks
You know the girl is volcano
You'd better pray she don't say no
To whatever your proposing
You know the girl is vocano
You'd better hope she don't play though
She's even redder than that
She likes to torture the cat
Who keeps returning for more
They'll be lining up at her door
Which is pillar-box red paint
When she looks your way you feel faint
And the colour gone to your cheeks
Won't drain away for weeks
And she's even redder than that
In her corduroy & her hat
Once upon a little time
I dreamed of making her mine
You know the girl is volcano
You'd better pray she don't say no
To whatever your proposing
You know the girl is vocano
You'd better hope she don't play though
She likes to torture the cat
Who keeps returning for more
They'll be lining up at her door
Which is pillar-box red paint
When she looks your way you feel faint
And the color gone to your cheeks
Won't drain away for weeks
You know the girl is volcano
You'd better pray she don't say no
To whatever your proposing
You know the girl is vocano
You'd better hope she don't play though
She's even redder than that
She likes to torture the cat
Who keeps returning for more
They'll be lining up at her door
Which is pillar-box red paint
When she looks your way you feel faint
And the colour gone to your cheeks
Won't drain away for weeks
And she's even redder than that
In her corduroy & her hat
Once upon a little time
I dreamed of making her mine
You know the girl is volcano
You'd better pray she don't say no
To whatever your proposing
You know the girl is vocano
You'd better hope she don't play though
Writer: JOHN PARISH, MARTA COLLICA
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.