The Oppressed
Skinhead Girl
There she goes
Swinging down the high street, yeah
Hair cut short
Boots and jeansshe looked at me and smiled
I know that smile's for me
She was my height my weight my size
She wore braces and blue jeans
She was my skinhead girl (x4)I made up my mind
I'm gonna be courageous, yeah
Her hand in my hand
Touch her gentle