Im lonely warrior
Trading my guns for a nice skert
I'm light as a feather Since I confessed to my mother
Couldn't go further Wearing the boots of my father Yes I can do better 'Cause my name is not Robert, is not Robert
When we left for the summer I wish I had that pink bicycle Go hide from the others Paint my face like a warrior
I'm a warrior
I'm a lady in a mister Followed my heart and my nature I couldn't go further 'Cause my name is not Robert
I'm a warrior
I'm a warrior
Call me lady, call me mister That mission won't kill the warrior
:'(



