I have been named Miss Disaster,
does it sound nasty?,´cause from the highs,
sounds fantastic.
And when the club was crowd of people,
and there was no faith to make it funnier,
you appeared.
And the music and I, forgot the rest
of the dancefloor.
Moving my hips there were no more chances,
to reach the best kiss,
That was the hit!
You named me, Miss Disaster,
but you, decided to waste your time
under the bed,
and take the risk to miss your plane.
Healthy violets down the street , ....walking down the street.....walking down the street
