She Moves In Her Own Way
Kooks
You'd be on your way to better things
It's not about your make-up
Or how you try to shape up
To these tiresome paper dreams
So now you pour your heart out
You're telling me you're far out
You're all about to lie down for your cause
But you don't pull my strings
Moving on to better things
But uh oh, I love her because
But uh oh, she came to my show
Just to hear about my day
And at the show on Tuesday
Tempered firs and spangled boots
And these tiresome paper dreams
You're all about to lie down for your cause
But you don't pull my strings because
Moving on to better things
But uh oh, I love her because
But uh oh, she came to my show
Just to hear about my day
Yes our wish's that we never made it
We kept them up instead of
Kicking us back down to the suburbs
Yes our wish's that we never made it
We kept them up instead of
Kicking us back down to the suburbs
But uh oh, I love her because
But uh oh, she came to my show
Just to hear about my day
But uh oh, I love her because
But uh oh, she came to my show
Just to hear about my day