put your records on

Three little birds, sat on my window. And they  told me I don't need to worry. Summer came like cinnamon so sweet,  Little girls double-dutch on the concrete. Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright The more things seem to change , the more they stay  the same Oh, don't you hesitate . Chorus: Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song  just You go ahead, let your hair down          Sapphire and faded jeans, I  hold  you get your dreams,           Just go ahead, let your hair down.          You're going to find  yourself somewhere, somehow. Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,  Sipping tea in a bar by the roadside, just relax , just   relax .  Don't you let those other boys fool you, got to love   that afro hair do. Maybe sometimes, we feel   afraid, but it's alright The more you  stay  the same, the more they seem to change  . Don't you think it's strange? (Repeat chorus) It was more than I could   say   , pity for pity's sake Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger When you going to realise, that you don't even have to      try  any longer? Do what you want to! (Repeat chorus x 2)