Put Your Records On-Words of Wisdom from Corrinne Bailey Rae
Three little birds, sat on my window. And they told me I don't need to worry. Summer came like cinnamon so sweet, little girls double-dutch on the concrete. Maybe sometimes we've got it wrong,but it's alright. The more things seem to change, the more they seem to dtay the same. Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song you go ahead, let your hair down sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, just go ahed let your hair down. You're gonna find yourself somewhere somehow. Blue as the sky sunburnt and lonely, sipping tea in the bar by the roadside just relax just relax don't you let those other boys fool you. Got to love that afro hairdo. The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change. Don't you think it's strange? Twas more than I could takem, pity for pity's sake some nights kept me awake I thought that I was stronger. When you gonna realize that you don't have to try any longer? Do what you want to. Girl put your records on, telll me your favorite song, you go ahead let your hair down. Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, just go ahead let your hair down.