Brenda Star letra

Early Sunday morning
The doorbell rings
And I come runnin'
I pay the paperboy
Now I can enjoy
A mighty good read
Oh, Brenda Starr
Now you're coverin' a foreign war
I wish that you'd report
To me

A Technicolor dream
You are the Queen
Bathed in primary colors
I love to see you pout
But you don't put out
Like the girls in 3-G
Is your head really red ?
Do your husbands all end up dead ?
I wish that you'd report
To me

I often think it's cold
That your life unfolds
Next to Nancy and Sluggo's
When really you belong
Upon the front page
This is your destiny
Oh, Brenda Starr
You're a media superstar
I wish that you'd report
To me

They say your 2-dimensional
I think it's almost criminal. . . .

Splitsville - Letras

• Aliceanna
• Atari 2600
• Big Red Sun
• Brenda Star
• Brink
• California
• Caroline Knows
• Cartoon Boy
• Dayjob
• Dixie Liquor And Beer
• Dotcom
• Downsizing
• Dumb And Satisfied
• Forever
• Gremlin With Mags
• Headache
• Heat Attack
• Here Come The Bastards
• Home
• Husker Du
• I Concentrate On You
• I Was a Teenage Frankenstein
• I Wish I Never Met You
• I'll Never Fall In Love Again
• Imaginary Friends
• Joan Of Arc
• Let's Play Grown Up
• Manna
• Mary Go Round
• Mr. Yuck
• Ponce de Leon
• Pretty People
• Racer X
• Sasha
• Screw Up
• Shrinky Dink
• Sit And Spin
• Splitsville Spirit Song
• Sunshiny Daydream
• The First Thing About Regret
• The Kids Who Kill For Sugar
• The Masters Of Space And Time
• The Mentalist
• The Misfits
• The Next One
• The Popular
• Trini '93
• Trouble
• Tuesday Through Saturday
• White Dwarf
• Why It Can't Be
• Yearbook
• You Ought To Know
• Your Way, My Way