Hair of Gold (and Skin of Blue)

I’m not sure exactly where she’s from; somewhere probably European
But she likes everything I do
Hair of gold and skin of blue
To be with her is my only wish
I know the competition’s stiff
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
Hair of gold and skin of blue
Do you think she loves me?
Do you think she cares?
Will her folks look down on me?
My skin is not like theirs
Hair of gold and skin of blue