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Martina Sorbara - Claudia lyrics
'Who likes Wednesdays, anyway,' She says, 'there's not enough ends in the week Wouldn't you say, If I had my way,' She says, 'it would be Friday And we'd stay and dance till after The band packed their stuff away' Claudia, wish I danced like you Danced like I had nothing to worry 'bout Except Rock & Roll Look ain't she cool Aren't I a right fool I spill my guts like she cares what I'm going through I'm sure she don't like me Well really how could she I live by Derby I come from the country I'm a nobody Claudia wish I was cool as you girl Wish I had nothing better To worry 'bout Except Rock & Roll One day I'll be just as wild If she's no shame then why should I Claudia, wish I was like you She got it all man She got everything Wish I was half as glamorous And out of hand So help me Claudia, huh, Be more just like ya 'Cause I'm scared stiff Scared half to death Oh help me shake this pettiness Claudia, there's no one Quite like you girl Don't you got something better To worry 'bout Except Rock & Roll |
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