Three little birds, sat on my window.
 And they told me I don t need to worry.
 Summer came like cinnamon
 So sweet,
 Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
 Maybe sometimes, we got it wrong, but it s alright
 And nothing seems to change, and it all will stay the same.
 Oh, don t you hesitate.
 Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
 You go ahead, let your hair down
 Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
 Just go ahead, let your hair down.
 You re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
 Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely,
 Sipping tea in the bar by the road side,
 (just relax, just relax)
 Don t you let those other boys fool you,
 Gotta love that awful hairdo.
 Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it s alright
 The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
 Don t you think it s strange?
 Girl, put your records on, tell me your favou