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Oh My God You're A King

 

Oh My God You're A King

(album: Bad Shave - 1995)


You said you were a queen
But I looked under your dress then you were a king
But I'm not choosy, I'm not choosy
I'm not bruisy over this
I'm not choosy, I'm not bruising over this
You said you were a queen
With the best of manners
But I looked under your dress
And started to sing in a funny voice:
"Oh my god your a king
Oh my god your a king, oh my god your a king, your a king
Oh my god your a king
Oh my god your a king, oh my god your a king, your a king

Hold my hand like a Jack in a pacamac under the rain
Look into my eyes and I believe I'm a beautiful fella' with a big black umbrella
I'll keep you out of the rain and keep your dress dry
I won't tell anyone that you're a king
Come with me, come with me, come with me onto the throne
Come with me, come with me, come with me onto the throne
Give you a trombone and you can drone away all you like nobody can complain or write about you
Make your own noise, make your own toys, make everything you'd ever need, have your own garden, just enjoy life
Be your own king for a day

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