Lyrics

Pink girl with the blues Pink girl Pink girl with the blues Pink girl with the blues Pink girl If I let it turn to dust I could play it large and loud I've got havoc in my veins I'm just laying out my aim When I get to stir it up I forget I'm strong and proud And I go cruising down the lanes I'm dying to be entertained By a festival crowd, by a festival crowd By a festival crowd, by a festival crowd When I get to stir it up I forget I'm strong and proud And I go cruising down the lanes I'm dying to be entertained I'm dying to be entertained I'm dying to be entertained Curious yellow, curious yellow Curious yellow, curious yellow If I let it turn to dust I could play it large and loud I've got havoc in my veins I'm just laying out my aim When I get to stir it up I forget I'm strong and proud And I go cruising down the lanes I'm dying to be entertained By a festival crowd, by a festival crowd By a festival crowd, by a festival crowd If I let it turn to dust I could play it large and loud I've got havoc in my veins I'm just laying out my aim If I let it turn to dust I could play it large and loud I've got havoc in my veins Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah