Mieke Verberkt - Riëlle

Her name is Riëlle, we have met
But honestly she knows me better than you
She's understood me for twelve years
And she still don't hate me when I act like a fool

Maybe I could talk with girls
If they had red hair and swinging curls
While I love her every sound
I dunno how she owns her crown
And I'm so full of pride inside
Caus' I've got me a real best friend
With a smile that puts you to shame
And Riëlle is her name

And when I'm lonely, Riëlle's there
She's still next to me when I sing out my blues
And when I'm crying and she won't care
She will call me back, even if I'm a fool

Maybe I could talk with girls
If they had red hair and swinging curls
So you just think, well, who is she?
I'm talking 'bout my real best friend

Written by:
Amy Winehouse, Mieke Verberkt

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