My girl, Tiffany Her voice, a sweet melody Beauty is a simile She might as well just smile for I don't know why she feels alone Pretty little girl You can make it on your own She likes her boys, bad and broken She got taller guys falling But deep down she's scared and afraid She lights up the room Even seated in the corner Look into your eyes Then you know you're a goner Oli mulungi tewekweka Gotta little thorns But you're still a rose Oli mulungi Tewekweka To be happy All you need is to love you Oli mulungi tewekweka Gotta little thorns But you're still a rose Oli mulungi Tewekweka To be happy All you need is to love you Don't change anything Your lips to your melanin You perfectly unique You the only person you tryna be Love everybody And don't care where they from Love is the answer Question "how you heal the pain?" She likes her boys, bad and broken She got taller guys falling But deep down she's scared and afraid She lights up the room Even seated in the corner Look into your eyes Then you know you're a goner Oli mulungi tewekweka Gotta little thorns But you're still a rose Oli mulungi Tewekweka To be happy All you need is to love you Oli mulungi tewekweka Gotta little thorns But you're still a rose Oli mulungi Tewekweka To be happy All you need is to love you Oli mulungi tewekweka Oli mulungi tewekweka, gwe! Oli mulungi tewekweka Oli mulungi tewekweka, gwe! Oli mulungi tewekweka Oli mulungi tewekweka, gwe! Oli mulungi tewekweka Oli mulungi tewekweka, gwe!