Sparks - Where's My Girl Lyrics
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Where's My Girl
Where's My Girl Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Where's My Girl By Sparks?
(Where's my girl, who stole my girl)
Where's my girl, who stole my girl Where's my girl, who stole my girl, tell me Where can she be Well, here's a plea to you listeners everywhere Help me to find my baby She's incredible, keep your hands off of her Keep off, keep off, keep off Where's my girl, who stole my girl Where's my girl, who stole my girl, tell me where can she be Well, here's a photo a couple of years ago She is quite a bit better She is better, and out of my life and it's too bad, too bad, it's too bad that... She's been seen with Belmondo Eating snails in some bistro Seen in London and seen in Spain Seen in L.A. with the Dodger team Seen in Tokyo with Mifune Having sushi and hot sake Calm down, calm down, calm down Where's my girl, I'm calmer now Where's my girl, I want her now A joke's a joke, I want her now Where's my girl, who stole my girl Well, no one has any principles nowadays No one has any principles No one has any principles nowadays No one, no one Well, no one has that integrity nowadays No one has that integrity No one has that integrity nowadays No one, no one Never will I look at another girl Never will I look Never will I look at another girl Hey wait, hey wait Here she is |
Who Wrote Where's My Girl By Sparks?
Ronald D Mael, Russell Craig Mael
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What's The Duration Of The Where's My Girl By Sparks?The duration of Where's My Girl is 3:14 minutes and seconds. |
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