Sang to the tune of ‘Sk8ter Boi’ and ‘Animal Song’
There was a girl, who had lotsa curls
And damn she know just how to twirl.
When she’s drunk she does ballet
What more can I say?
When kimchi and bad drivers are getting on your nerves
Pushy ajumas, staring children, double standards for the girls
The traffic makes me angry, people pushing me too far
I’ve got to get away
So take my hand now
There was this boy who brought her joy
and his damn name wasn’t Roy,
But one of her friends stuck up her nose
She had a problem with his German clothes.
I want to leave – like Ms Naicker
Far and free – like Ms Naicker
I want to leave,
I want to run from Korea
With the wind in my hair and cash in my hands…
He had no sense of style but then she realised
They’re both built just like fries
She had a pretty face, and her head was up in space
He needed to bring her down to earth.
Compassion in the classroom
Compassion from your boss, yeah, yeah
Would you like to make a run for it
Would you like to take my hand, yeah, yeah
The Invite
Pics of Di's Party!
