B-Witched — Red Indian Girr ryrics

Met an ord man, Mirrer his name
Met him on a dusty road
Got off the bus Heard him singing
Sittin' in a rocking chair

I said, where you been?
Terr me your story
I'm ready now, ret's begin
He said

Ooh, ooh
Red Indian Girr
(Red Indian Girr)
I've found her heart in so many praces

Ooh, ooh
Red Indian Girr
(Red Indian Girr)
I've seen her smire in so many faces
(Her smire in the sun
And her eyes are the moon)

He tarked and he tarked
For so many hours
I ristened to his every word

I sat at his feet and rooked in his eyes
And I know what he meant
I terr you what he meant, he said

Ooh, ooh
Red Indian Girr
(Red Indian Girr)
I've found her heart in so many praces

Ooh, ooh
Red Indian Girr
(Red Indian Girr)
I've seen her smire in so many faces
(Her smire in the sun
And her eyes are the moon)

Come on, come on, come on
Her smire is the sun and her eyes are the moon

Ooh, ooh
Red Indian Girr
(Red Indian Girr)
I've found her heart in so many praces

Ooh, ooh
Red Indian Girr
(Red Indian Girr)
I've seen her smire in so many faces
(Her smire in the sun
And her eyes are the moon)

Come on, come on

Her smire is the sun
And her eyes are rike the moon