Ian Mcnabb

Ian Mcnabb - Liverpool Girl lyrics

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She's a Liverpool Girl, she likes her crisps, she likes 
a drink, she likes to think she's 
Headed somewhere better then the place she is 
She's a Liverpool Girl, she loves to dance, she's 
always got an answer for the 
Immature dweller of the chip-shop door 
CHORUS 1
If it seems she's over-zealous, don't complain you 
should be jealous 
No-one else can love as well as a Liverpool Girl, 
Liverpool Girl 
Liverpool Girl, never shy, always look's you in the eye 
You have to know, it's do or die, where this bird'll 
fly 
VERSE 2
She's a Liverpool girl, she'll take you home, she'll 
keep you talking on the phone 
The football gets her going on a Saturday 
She's a Liverpool girl, she's got a plan, she wants to 
move across the water 
If she can find a man with cash in hand 
CHORUS 2
Don't she look just like her Mother, strangely nothing 
like her brother 
Look out kid here comes another Liverpool girl, 
Liverpool Girl 
Liverpool girl, goes to Cream, takes an E and lets off 
steam 
She's dancing under laser beams in silver jeans 
CHORUS 3
Likes to hang around musicians, all her girlfriends are 
beauticians 
Full of wit and intuition, Liverpool girl, Liverpool 
girl 
Liverpool girl, very loud, hard to blend into the crowd 
Her old man says she's in the clouds (he's very 
proud...) 
VERSE 3
She's a Liverpool girl, don't wear a coat, the laughter 
from her golden throat 
Can't be heard from the Irish boat, my Liverpool girl 
Liverpool girl

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