words and music: Ron Gur (C) Recorded live from Impact studios 2012 KARLA: Guy Kramer, Shai Gueta, Yuval Birel, Ron Gur Arieh Foxy Roxy came to me on Saturday night She had everything explained, but nothing was right She was lost and filled with fears She had left home, now she's far away While her bags and her tears Indicated that she's going to stay... They called her Foxy Roxy Roxy told me everything, but I was confused I didn't understand the words and language she used But as days were flying by I figured out the sweat and sour girl That was living in a lie In the deception of the modern world Foxy Roxy, sing me a song about the big city Where you don't belong 'cause you had enough of the parties and fun You wanted to quit so you started to run Foxy Roxy Countin' calories and changing batteries (Sometimes she feels so alone...) She wears fake leather and she likes bad weather She secretly listens to The Ramones... a-Roxy! Foxy Roxy wasn't born at the right time She does! n't like the noisy beats that doesn't have rhyme But with me, she could dance To the rock and roll of 62' While the smile on her face Keeps me wondering what she's going to do.. Foxy Roxy, sing me a song about the big city Where you don't belong 'cause you had enough of the parties and fun You wanted to quit so you started to run... Again, she's running away... And she will never be found...
