Lyrics Put Your Records On - Marcela Mangabeira
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
got
it
wrong,
but
it's
alright
The
more
things
seem
to
change,
the
more
they
stay
the
same
Oh,
don't
you
hesitate.
Go,
put
your
records
on,
tell
me
your
favourite
song
You
go
ahead,
let
your
hair
down
Sapphire
and
faded
jeans,
I
hope
you
get
your
dreams,
Just
go
ahead,
let
your
hair
down.
You're
gonna
find
yourself
somewhere,
somehow.
Blue
as
the
sky,
sombre
and
lonely,
Sipping
tea
in
the
bar
by
the
road
side,
(Just
relax,
just
relax)
Don't
you
let
those
other
boys
fool
you,
Gotta
love
that
afro
hairdo.
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?
Go,
put
your
records
on,
tell
me
your
favourite
song
You
go
ahead,
let
your
hair
down
Sapphire
and
faded
jeans,
I
hope
you
get
your
dreams,
Just
go
ahead,
let
your
hair
down.
You're
gonna
find
yourself
somewhere,
somehow.
Just
more
than
I
could
take,
pity
for
pity's
sake
Some
nights
kept
me
awake,
I
thought
that
I
was
stronger
When
you
gonna
realise,
that
you
don't
even
have
to
try
any
longer.
Do
what
you
want
to.
Go,
put
your
records
on,
tell
me
your
favourite
song
You
go
ahead,
let
your
hair
down
Sapphire
and
faded
jeans,
I
hope
you
get
your
dreams,
Just
go
ahead,
let
your
hair
down.
Go,
put
your
records
on,
tell
me
your
favourite
song
You
go
ahead,
let
your
hair
down
Sapphire
and
faded
jeans,
I
hope
you
get
your
dreams,
Just
go
ahead,
let
your
hair
down.
Oh,
You're
gonna
find
yourself
somewhere,
somehow
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