Flin Flon — Trafalgar lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Trafalgar" by Flin Flon.
Lyrics
She’s trouble, you are the rover
In the back room and into the parlor
Fatal accident at the arena
No compassion, a hockey subpoena
You should curl all your hair
Brush or comb it, won’t compare
Gonna get up, gonna find her
Take her temperature with my thermometer
Shampoo and perm your new do
My open eyes focused on you
You should curl all your hair
Brush or comb it, won’t compare
Shampoo and perm your fingers blue
My open eyes focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you
Focused on you