All right I'm back. It is now 1.11 am in the morning. So here it is, and I am no good at spelling. Please correct my spelling mistakes you guys.


RED

Verse

When I was little girl, my hair a strawberry Red
Lots of freckles, to match my red hair
My dear old Dad, labeled me ginger Mick
Always in trouble, and up to mischief.

Chorus

Fiery red, fiery red
Watch out for me,
Cos, I'm fiery red.

Verse

Tormented a lot, when I was so little
My freckles, seemed to get all the attention
They hurt me a lot, all of my feelings
I would go home to my dad, and cry
I hated my freckles

Chorus

Fiery red, fiery red
Watch out for me
Cos, I'm fiery red

Verse

Red is my color, my color is red
Ready to fight back, ready to......... pounce on your head
Red is my color, my color is red
I'm all grown up now, and I'm ...................

Chorus

Fiery red, fiery red
Watch out for me
Cos, I'm fiery red.................................

mad mad

Short and sweet.

Michele

Copyright 2008

Last edited by Michele Bolton; 02/18/08 01:24 AM.