Firework Girl

FIREWORK GIRL
(Tyla)

Pow, pow, pow, wow
Pow, pow, pow, wow

I know what you got writing letters to the queen
Honey, what you got in mind for the children of your M16
What's that in the back of your Ford TINA car
Tickin' away the minutes of a poor bystander's heart

Little Jimmy got a gun for xmas day
Gonna blow the bad boys away
Little Jimmy got a gun for xmas day
Gonna blow the bad boys away

Firework girl, the fuse blues kid
They got together, did the things they did

She went, pow, pow, pow, pow, wow

Santa said to me the day of the Jackal will be
Just a step of breath for little John F. Kennnedy
As he walked away from little Marilyn Monroe's grave
He said, this is the girl I loved I couldn't save

Little Jimmy got a gun for xmas day
Gonna blow the bad boys away
Little Jimmy got a gun for xmas day
Gonna blow the bad boys away

Firework girl, the fuse blues kid
They got together, did the things they did



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy John Taylor
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