Horses and feathers
And blankets with purple crosses
And flowers and cards for dearest Mo
And over the road
There’s an abandoned fridge that still works
Looking wistfully at a Colombian banana, I was there
I was flown over there
A kid with yo-yo eyes
She’s beautiful, she’s got Viking hair
She’s a tragic heroine
I’m in love
She’s beautiful, she’s got Viking hair
She’s a tragic heroine
I’m in love
Lads and dads
Put your words on a pair of joggers
I’m not just saying this ‘cause I have to
I can back it up with facts and relevant information
She’s beautiful, she’s got Viking hair
She’s a tragic heroine
I’m in love
She’s beautiful, she’s got Viking hair
She’s a tragic heroine
I’m in love
Stick up for me
Do what you’re told
But sometimes, tell me what to do as well
I just want to sexually experiment
On a nice, safe pair of hands
Don’t judge me, just hold still
She’s beautiful, she’s got Viking hair
She’s a tragic heroine
I’m in love
She’s beautiful, she’s got Viking hair
She’s a tragic heroine
I’m in love
She’s beautiful, she’s got Viking hair
She’s a tragic heroine
I’m in love
She’s beautiful
Viking hair
I’m in love
Viking hair
I’m in love
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