Old School Girl - Anmol Malik

I might be sentimental

But don't get so judgmental

So what if I'm an old school girl

I am an old school girl

I am an old school girl

I might be sentimental

But don't get so judgmental

So what if I'm an old school girl

I am an old school girl

I am an old school girl

Darling though we're from different timezones

I still can call you anytime

On your telephone

Oh but I really love

For your hand written letters

You make smile to say you are my baby

Those days are gone

I like the smell of your palm and your ink

Haa haa

Well letters from you just makes me love your everything

All the sweet nothing don't some write between your lines

My heart can hear that

Every single time

I might be sentimental

But don't get so judgmental

So what if I'm an old school girl

I am an old school girl

I am an old school girl

I'll fight with the world

If it comes to that

Be your big girl

To prove them right

But every time you say goodbye

I swear to God

I cry I cry I cry I cry I cry

Why I cry I cry that I cry

When you say goodbye

I swear to God I cry

I might be sentimental

But don't get so judgmental

Yeah I'm just an old school

Old school old school girl

I might be sentimental

But don't get so judgmental

So what if I'm an old school girl

Old school girl

I'm an old old school girl

Aaah aaaaaah