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Woorden: Pete Townshend. Teresa.

Teresa, I had no idea how much I'd need her
Take me home and teach me how to feed her
My heart is palpitating and I guess wrong
But I guess I'll get along, she's just a girl

Teresa, all I ever want to do is please her
She pulls me up and kissed me what's the reason
I just keep on crashing down in the guest room
Guess I'll get along, she's just a girl

I don't know if I love her
Passion

Teresa, just a girl, just a girl
Teresa, she's just a girl, just a girl
Teresa, just a girl, just a girl
Teresa , just a girl

She's just a girl
Just a fucking girl

Teresa, my heart felt like a shattered glass in an acid bath
I felt like one of those flattened ants you find on a crazy path
I'd of topped myself to give you time you don't need to ask
I'm a suicidal psychopath, your just a girl, your just a girl

Consumed, there's a beautiful white horse I saw on a dream stage
He had a snake the size of a sewer pipe living in his rib cage
I feel like a pickled priest who was being flambed
It's an inquisition blondie, just a girl
I'm happy, I'm fucking ecstatic, lucky, lucky

Just a girl, just a girl
Just a girl, just a girl
You're just a girl, just a girl
Just a girl

Teresa, you picked me up by my lapels and screamed, "Peter"
It's like waking up in heaven on an empty meter
I know you're in love with a man who's really a leader
I hate the cunt, I don't mean that
I just said it, forget it, please

It is a girl, it's just a girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, just a girl
Your just a girl
Just a fucking girl