Shanna Songtext
von Flaud Logic

She walks in in this red dress
Not her Sunday best
Her hair a bit of a mess
And I′m thinking
God I gotta see what she's about
She′d come over and talk for a while
Even give a smile
And then walk away
Like a puzzle for me to figure out

Shannon
You are just my kind of girl
Shannon
Why we gotta be from different worlds


We stepped out on one summer night
'Neath the city lights
Just her and me
Conversation flowed like so much wine
Then I saw that look in her eyes
Like a little girl about to cry
And in that moment I knew she'd never be mine

Shannon
You are just my kind of girl
Shannon
Why we gotta be from different worlds

Draw me a picture of your love for me
For I′m afraid that I might never see it coming
Perhaps you tried to tell me how you feel
While I was just whistling and humming

Shannon
You are just my kind of girl
Shannon
Why we gotta be from different worlds

Standing there in that yellow skirt
She starts to flirt
It′s a bit overt
And I'm thinking
God I gotta see what she′s about