Velachery

I’m just that type of girl
Oh no, you must’ve got things mixed up now
I’m not a fool, but nor are you
They’ve got our love the wrong way round
There’s nothing I think I regret
But then I’ve known a lot of friends
Who argue I’m no diplomat
I’m just the one to foil your plans
That life is a dream
But whenever I cross your street
I’ll be hoping you’ll lock to me
Plans on the surface
But you think it’s just alright
Say that I’m sorry
If I could find the words tonight
We meet at a bad time
You’re driving me underground
Think that I’m dressed nice
I’ll fear the boys of town
Plans on the surface
But you think it’s just alright
Say that I’m sorry
If I could find the words tonight
You meet at a bad time
You’re driving me underground
Think that I’m dressed nice
I’ll fear the boys of town