Letra de Erica America

Hair in curls Not quite as tall as the other girls I'd ran away from the laughter upstairs Wear high heels and I cut my hair Try to conceal so tired of their small town games Whistle a tune of a horse with no name Hang around by the stadium Drinking a wine like a bowery bum Erica let's go out tonight Staying out till the morning light Erica let's go out tonight Everything's gonna be alright Diamond Joe He took my watch and my stereo I wished I hadn't got a permanent wave Can't show my face at the town arcade Can't stand that place anyway Tired of their small town games Whistle a tune of I gotta see Jane yeah Read the stars of an Aries girl