Helena
Helena, you're the type of girl,
that don't know about money
That's why I like you
Helena, where are you?
I think I'm feeling uptight,
Hope to see you tonite.
We'll drive through the street till out car breaks down,
Crashing all the bars that we'd find round town,
Then we'll escape through the alleyway,
Put a cigarette in your lips and then you'd say,
"I like you too."
Helena, you're the type of girl,
That when you smile
I smile too.
Helena, now that I've met you,
I can't do anything
Without thinking of you.
We'll drive through the streets till our car breaks down,
Crashing all the bars that we'd find round town,
Then we'll escape through the alleyway,
Put a cigarette in your lips and then you'd say,
Let's run through the streets to your place downtown,
Chat in your bed till the sun comes round,
Then we'll awake in the middle of the day,
Plant your lips on my face and then you'd say,
We'll drive through the streets till our car breaks down,
Crashing all the bars that we'd find round town,
Then we'd escape through the alleyway,
Put a cigarette in your lips and then you'd say,
"I like you too."
Helena, you're the type of girl,
that don't know about money
That's why I like you
that don't know about money
That's why I like you
Helena, where are you?
I think I'm feeling uptight,
Hope to see you tonite.
We'll drive through the street till out car breaks down,
Crashing all the bars that we'd find round town,
Then we'll escape through the alleyway,
Put a cigarette in your lips and then you'd say,
"I like you too."
Helena, you're the type of girl,
That when you smile
I smile too.
Helena, now that I've met you,
I can't do anything
Without thinking of you.
We'll drive through the streets till our car breaks down,
Crashing all the bars that we'd find round town,
Then we'll escape through the alleyway,
Put a cigarette in your lips and then you'd say,
Let's run through the streets to your place downtown,
Chat in your bed till the sun comes round,
Then we'll awake in the middle of the day,
Plant your lips on my face and then you'd say,
We'll drive through the streets till our car breaks down,
Crashing all the bars that we'd find round town,
Then we'd escape through the alleyway,
Put a cigarette in your lips and then you'd say,
"I like you too."
Helena, you're the type of girl,
that don't know about money
That's why I like you
Credits
Writer(s): Shelby Archer, Jeffrey Laliberte, Michael Johnson, Paul Laliberte
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