Three little birds sat on my window
And they told me I don't need to worry
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete
Maybe sometimes
You get it wrong, but it's all right
The more things seem to change
The more they stay the same
Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in a bar by the roadside (Just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you
Got to love that afro hairdo
Maybe sometimes
You feel afraid, but it's all right
The more things that seem to change
The more they stay the same, Oh don't you think its strange.
Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gunna find yourself somewhere.
'Twas more than I could take
Pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake
I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise
That you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on
Girl, put your records on
You're gunna find yourself somewhere, somehow."
Put Your Records On Video (MV)
Performed By: KUILL
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: Steven Chrisanthou, John Robert Beck, Corinne Jacqueline Bailey Rae
KUILL - Put Your Records On Lyrics
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English
Three little birds sat on my window
And they told me I don't need to worry
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete
Maybe sometimes
You get it wrong, but it's all right
The more things seem to change
The more they stay the same
Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in a bar by the roadside (Just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you
Got to love that afro hairdo
Maybe sometimes
You feel afraid, but it's all right
The more things that seem to change
The more they stay the same, Oh don't you think its strange.
Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gunna find yourself somewhere.
'Twas more than I could take
Pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake
I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise
That you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on
Girl, put your records on
You're gunna find yourself somewhere, somehow."
And they told me I don't need to worry
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete
Maybe sometimes
You get it wrong, but it's all right
The more things seem to change
The more they stay the same
Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in a bar by the roadside (Just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you
Got to love that afro hairdo
Maybe sometimes
You feel afraid, but it's all right
The more things that seem to change
The more they stay the same, Oh don't you think its strange.
Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gunna find yourself somewhere.
'Twas more than I could take
Pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake
I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise
That you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on
Girl, put your records on
You're gunna find yourself somewhere, somehow."
Writer: Steven Chrisanthou, John Robert Beck, Corinne Jacqueline Bailey Rae
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.