The Girl With The Bun Roses are red violets are blue I think that i really like you However i know you like her She in the coat made of fur Her eyes shine like the sun Her hair put up in a bun Her skinny figure standing tall I know you would catch her if she would fall Your eyes light up When you see her face Sometimes i wish i would smash her face You must realise she isn't so nice She doesn't believe in animal rights You know she could be the devil But you think shes just a rebel When you finally realise i am the one Maybe you'll wont love the girl with the bun