I am blond and very slow
I wonder in my future were I’ll go
I hear the wind howling at night
I see 2 bullies having a fight
I want to see a Broadway show
I am blond and very slow
I pretend to fly like a bee
I feel the cool breeze on me
I touch the sun that shines so bright
I worry who is gunna b next to fight
I cry because I cant see the show
I am blond and very slow
I understand that life has an end
I say my future surely wont bend
I dream about a boy I love
I tried to buy him a baseball glove
I hope I get to play in the snow
I am blond and very slow
