The Haints
Текст песни Hair Of Gold

I'm not sure exactly where she's from; somewhere probably European.
But she likes everything I do.

Hair of gold and skin of blue.
To be with her is my only wish.
I know the competition's stiff.
There's nothing that I wouldn't do.
Hair of gold and skin of blue.
Do you think she loves me?
Do you think she cares?
Will her folks look down on me?
My skin is not like theirs.
Hair of gold and skin of blue.