Text písně Gary Lewis & The Playboys: She's Just My Style

She's Just My Style


Every time I see her she don't even look my way,
Maybe she will notice me, but then what would I say?
I would say what's on my mind,
But the words are hard to find,
But I'm gonna try to tell her anyway

Don't you know that she's just my style,
Everything about her drives me wild,
Don't you know that she's just my style,
Everything about her drives me wild,
Don't you know that she's fine, so fine

Other guys who meet her may not think she's much to see,
I can't begin to tell you what she always does to me,
Maybe it's the clothes she wears,
Or the way she combs her hair,
Oh, that makes me want to tell her that I care

Don't you know that she's just my style,
Everything about her drives me wild,
Don't you know that she's just my style,
Everything about her drives me wild,
Don't you know that she's fine, so fine

(Guitar Solo)

Maybe it's the clothes she wears,
Or the way she combs her hair,
Oh, that makes me want to tell her that I care

Don't you know that she's just my style,
Everything about her drives me wild,
Don't you know that she's just my style,
Everything about her drives me wild,
Don't you know that she's fine, so fine

Don't you know that she's just my style,
Everything about her drives me wild,
Don't you know that she's just my style,
Everything about her drives me wild







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