City Grrl - Tepr Remix
I wish I would dye my hair pink
Put on black lipstick
No one would give a shit
Short shorts, short skirts, flower tops, denim shirts
In the big city
Nothing hurts, nothing hurts
I wish I would dye my hair pink
Put on black lipstick
No one would give a shit
Short shorts, short skirts, flower tops, denim shirts
In the big city
Nothing hurts, nothing hurts
When I was a little girl
I wanted to be a citizen of the world
Being busy with my job and my gay friends
Laughing and drinking with my one-night stands
Why are you looking as if I was abnormal? (C'mon)
It's alright, I never tried to be normal (uh-uh)
I just wanna walk around free on my own pace
And pay my bills with the money I make
I wish I would dye my hair pink
Put on black lipstick
No one would give a shit
Short shorts, short skirts, flower tops, denim shirts
In the big city
Nothing hurts, nothing hurts
When I was 13
My brother moved to New York City
I dreamed so much about being there
And live the life I didn't have yet
Why are you looking as if I was abnormal? (C'mon)
It's alright, I never tried to be normal (uh-uh)
I just wanna walk around free on my own pace
And pay my bills with the money I make
(Dye my hair)
(Dye), I ju- (my hair)
(Dye), I ju- (my hair)
(Dye), I ju- (my hair)
(Dye)
I wish I would dye my hair pink (my hair)
Put on black lipstick (dye)
No one would give a shit (my hair)
Short shorts, short skirts, flower tops, denim shirts (dye, my hair)
In the big city
Nothing hurts, nothing hurts (dye)
Put on black lipstick
No one would give a shit
Short shorts, short skirts, flower tops, denim shirts
In the big city
Nothing hurts, nothing hurts
I wish I would dye my hair pink
Put on black lipstick
No one would give a shit
Short shorts, short skirts, flower tops, denim shirts
In the big city
Nothing hurts, nothing hurts
When I was a little girl
I wanted to be a citizen of the world
Being busy with my job and my gay friends
Laughing and drinking with my one-night stands
Why are you looking as if I was abnormal? (C'mon)
It's alright, I never tried to be normal (uh-uh)
I just wanna walk around free on my own pace
And pay my bills with the money I make
I wish I would dye my hair pink
Put on black lipstick
No one would give a shit
Short shorts, short skirts, flower tops, denim shirts
In the big city
Nothing hurts, nothing hurts
When I was 13
My brother moved to New York City
I dreamed so much about being there
And live the life I didn't have yet
Why are you looking as if I was abnormal? (C'mon)
It's alright, I never tried to be normal (uh-uh)
I just wanna walk around free on my own pace
And pay my bills with the money I make
(Dye my hair)
(Dye), I ju- (my hair)
(Dye), I ju- (my hair)
(Dye), I ju- (my hair)
(Dye)
I wish I would dye my hair pink (my hair)
Put on black lipstick (dye)
No one would give a shit (my hair)
Short shorts, short skirts, flower tops, denim shirts (dye, my hair)
In the big city
Nothing hurts, nothing hurts (dye)
Credits
Writer(s): Luisa Hanae Matsushita, Cody Critcheloe, Adriano Ferreira Cintra
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