Shirin Lyrics

Shirin Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin ShirinWhen Shirin cuts my hair
It's like a love affair
Let those locks fall to the ground
Or let them stay thereI show her my passport
What I look like
But she just smiles and lets me know
It's gonna be all rightShirin Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin ShirinWhen Shirin cuts my hair
Her mama's sitting in the rocking chair
She tells me stories from the war
In Iraq cause they were thereShirin pulls my head to the side
But in the mirror I can see
A tear in her eyeShirin Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin ShirinYour hands are soft
Your hands are soft just like silk
You're a drop of blood
You're a drop of blood in my glass of milkYour hands are soft

Your hands are soft just like silk
You're a drop of blood
You're a drop of blood in my glass of milkWhen Shirin does her magic
To my frizzy straws
Immigration and tax represantatives
Stumbled upon the lot
But what if it reaches the government
That you have a beauty salon
In your own apartmentI won't tell anyone!
Shirin Shirin Shirin Shirin
I won't tell anyone!
Shirin Shirin Shirin Shirin
I won't tell anyone!