12. Dairy Queen

She was my Dairy Queen

My Dairy Queen

Well life was just a Sunday drive

To see the neon in her eyes

She had to be so wild and free

Just like a radio playing on me

She was my Dairy Queen

My Dairy Queen

But then that week

The week of her freak

The parking lot was at her feet

The sun went down

A train came round

And she went down

On every guy in town

She was my Dairy Queen

She was my Dairy Queen

Well everything in this whole world

Every flavour was inside that girl

Then came the day she couldn't stay

It was the day that she meltеd away

She was my Dairy Queen

My Dairy Queen

She was my Dairy Queen

She was my Dairy Queen

Shе was my Dairy Queen

She was my Dairy Queen

She was my Dairy Queen