Don't lose your temper
kllr!h.mockkkc
Don't lose your temper
kllr!h.mockkkc
Don't lose your temper
kllr!h.mockkkc
'Cos I love you when you're wild
Don't lose your temper
kllr!h.mockkkc
Don't lose your temper
kllr!h.mockkkc
Don't lose your temper
kllr!h.mockkkc
'Cos I'd hate you to grow mild
Since you took that job with a company
You've changed so much you just won't recognise me
They have you dressed up like a secretary
You mustn't change the things that make you what you are
Since you've been listening to that linguaphone
You're speaking in a voice that is not your own
I'm not sure if it's you when I call home
You mustn't change the things that make you what you are
Whatever happened to my fighting, biting, lightning lioness
Little girl, little girl, little girl, little girl
I think I preferred it when your hair was in a mess
Brittle girl, brittle girl
They're not your real curls
Don't lose it
Don't lose it
Don't lose it
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