Woorden: The Sundays. I Kicked A Boy.

When the weather's fine, when it's sunny outside
Think about the time I kicked a boy till he cried
Oh, I could've been wrong but I don't think I was
He was such a child

When I am alone, I remember so well
How merrily I tripped a boy so he fell
And I could've been wrong but I don't think I was
He was totally wild

And I've been wondering lately
Just who's gonna save me

Now I have a cold and no story to tell
And I'd marry you but I'm so unwell
And although I could've been wrong, well I don't think I was
He was totally wild

And I've been wondering lately
Just who's gonna save me
Yes you should?ve been wise
Oh hysterical child
Where?d you learn to do that?