Lyrics
My Microphone
If i tell this i expect a little sypmathy
I'm not the kinda guy my parents want me to be
But i don't care about that in a way
Cos i'm punk i gotta lot to say
Hey walla-walla-walla, hey walla-walla-walla, nah-nah
1,2,3,4, nah-nah
Hey walla-walla-walla, hey walla-walla-walla, nah-nah
1,2,3,4, nah-nah
There's this new punk chic at school
And she's got all the things you'd do to
Get to hold her hand
And walk her home when she is tired of
Hanging with your friends on a public demand
The first time she gets a say
And this is what she said
Hey walla-walla-walla, hey walla-walla-walla, nah-nah
1,2,3,4, nah-nah
Hey walla-walla-walla, hey walla-walla-walla, nah-nah
1,2,3,4 nah-nah
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