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• Artiste: God Help the Girl
• Titre: I Just Want Your Jeans
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My room faces north But the sun's in the south I'm just waking up To the news of my birth I am a girl and I'm lucky to be here Whatever that's worth Like an ostrich I lived With my head in the sand Slipped into corners Sat on my hands I learnt to stifle shouts and outrage And feeling deep down With my chains falling off And the hope in a friend Cafes and walkways And sculptured weekends I'm getting to love my freedom I'm getting to like my surroundings My room faces north But the sun's in the south You are far out of reach Could I be any worth To some special person? My mind is unknowing Of any such love So I yell out the window Answer the mail My diary's quiet The definitive nail In my social coffin I blame all the boffins For making me fail For an hour in the park Or an hour on the couch With the boy of my choice If he makes me go 'ouch!' I will swap all my dumb school prizes I am open to dark surprises My room faces north But the sun's in the south You are far out of reach Perfect hand, perfect mouth The boredom, the freedom The train on the meadow Please keep me in dreams I don't want commitment I don't want the drama I just want your jeans I just want your jeans