Tekstovi: A Rocket To The Moon. Annablle.

Annabelle, you think you're so damn special, but there's a million other girls like you.
Thirty minutes and you say we're official, but I have got some news for you.

I need a girl, not a body with a complex.
I got a heart and you've got your lipstick.

Fine as hell, but I think I might as well drop Annabelle.(Drop Annabelle)

You're staying up just to dance alone. Whoa oh, I'm dressing down 'cause I'm tired and I wanna go home.
You look the part but looks don't tell the truth, whoa oh.
Well baby you're pretty, but I'm pretty sure I'm over you.

You can't even hold a normal conversation, but you can tell your friends I ruined your life.
Whatever helps your perfect reputation, 'cause I'm not losing sleep tonight.

I met a girl and she's more than a pretty face.
Six drinks and she still remembers my name.

Fine as hell, but I think I might as well drop Annabelle.(Annabelle)


You're staying up just to dance alone. Whoa oh, I'm dressing down 'cause I'm tired and I wanna go home.
You look the part but looks don't tell the truth, whoa oh.
Well baby you're pretty, but I'm pretty sure I'm over you.

Turn around, turn around and walk away.
I want out, I can't take another day.
Even though she moves so well, oooh, I don't need a girl like Annabelle.

You're staying up just to dance alone. Whoa oh, I'm dressing down 'cause I'm tired and I wanna go home.
You look the part but looks don't tell the truth, whoa oh.
Well baby you're pretty, but I'm pretty sure I'm over you.

You're staying up just to dance alone. Whoa oh, I'm dressing down 'cause I'm tired and I wanna go home.
You look the part but looks don't tell the truth, whoa oh.
Well baby you're pretty, but I'm pretty sure I'm over you.

Maybe she's pretty, but I don't need a girl like Annabelle.