I turned on the telly When I got home from school She was there in her wellies And a yellow Cagoule You opened my eyes To the birds and the bees I loved you so My Really Wild Show On the BBC
Michaela Strachan you broke my heart Michaela Strachan you tore me apart Michaela Strachan you broke my heart When I was twelve
(x2) It ain't gonna happen For me and the Strachan
I used to want to be a vet Just so I'd see you one day You put the meaning in 'why good day'
I found myself working In a shop at sixteen It never stopped hurting To miss you on TV I'll always remember all those times that we had You helped me to sleep I fancied you heaps And so did my dad
Michaela Strachan you broke my heart Michaela Strachan you tore me apart Michaela Strachan you broke my heart When I was twelve
(x2) It ain't gonna happen For me and the Strachan
It ain't gonna happen
(x2) It ain't gonna happen For me and the Strachan
I used to want to be a vet Just so I'd see you one day You put the meaning in 'why good day'
Compositor: Roy Neville Francis Stride (Roy Stride) (PRS)Editores: EMI Music Publishing Ltd (PRS), Nightswimming LtdPublicado em 2008ECAD verificado obra #5826695 e fonograma #12396188 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM