Social Distortion - Sick Girl
Lyrics:
Sick-girl, in her faded blue jeans
Sick-girl, black leather jacket scene
Sick-girl, she's always in trouble
With the law don't ya know...
Sick-girl, she carries a switchblade knife,
Sick-girl, she likes to get into fights.
Sick-girl, she'll go drinkin'
With the boys all night long. ohwayoh
Sick girl-nananana
Sick girl-ohwayoh
Sick girl-nananana
Sick girl-ohwayoh
Sick-girl, she rides a big motorbike,
Sick-girl, she combs her hair up just right.
Sick-girl, with tattoos up and
Down her arms, don't ya know...ohwayoh
Sick-girl, she's got a guy wrapped around her arm,
Sick-girl, with her street-like charm.
Sick-girl, she'll make love to him
All night, don't ya know...ohwayoh
Sick girl-nananana
Sick girl-ohwayoh
Sick girl-nananana
Sick girl-ohwayoh
She's a sick-girl
Such a sick-girl
They're all sick-girls
I love a sick girl...
nanananana...