The View - 5 Rebbeccas

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang






I love the dress sense and the colour of your hair

The way you say that people who are working, they are aiming to be posh, my dear

People flocked around you by the smokeys in our school

Teacher's, they contained all their anger as you regularly broke their rules

And everyone done the pill, but solvent abuse it can kill



The first taste of heaven there was splattered on your screen

Floating with schemers and the part-time Halloweeners and the Lochee team

And everyone done the pill, but solvent abuse can kill



5 Rebecca's, all of them are close to me

One of them's a cock, and one of them does history

One of them's my niece, and one lives close

And the one I love the most has turned into a junkie



So under satisfied with minors at your age

And something so deceiving when you find yourself conceiving on a holy day

So unachievable with minors at your height,

and something so deceiving when you find yourself conceiving on a Sunday night

Everyone done the pill, but solvent abuse can kill



5 Rebecca's, all of them are close to me

One of them's a cock, and one of them does history

One of them's my niece, and one lives close

And the one I love the most has turned into a junkie



Poor Miss. Rebecca, you'll be missed my girl

Wasn't for the treasure you'd be rich my girl

Saved your from the terrier and your so called friends,

took a back seater but they killed it in the end though,

You're sitting really cozy in your humble black cave

It doesn't seem likely for a girl your age

Us cupid little kids can never look back,

when one of us is lying in a big brown bag



5 Rebecca's, all of them are close to me

One of them's a cock, and one of them does history

One of them's my niece, and one lives close

And the one I love the most has turned into a junkie

One of them's a cock, and one of them does history

One of them's my niece, and one lives close

And the one I love the most has turned into a junkie



I love the dress sense and the colour of your hair

They way you say that people who are working

I can tell you, that's a touch my dear