Watch me! watch me! The belle of the ball My heart, my hand and everything I own...
Watch me! watch me! The belle of the ball My heart, my hand and everything I own And we are the boys With new shiny shoes We've seen 'em all And we've chosen you Now no one will find your limit Girls from Roedean Girls from Shipley Girls from Hounslow Girls from Whitby You're a candied queen And let me show my darling what that means Watch me! watch me! Hatch me! hatch me! A girl before Bouncing round behind the bedroom doors And we are the boys Who'll drape you in jewels Cut off your hair And throw out your shoes Cause baby, you won't need them, where you'll be Girls astride me Girls beneath me Girls before me Girls between me You're birthing machines And let me show my darling what that means Hatch me! hatch me! And baby, turns out I'm evil In all my dreams, girls who'll clothe me Girls who'll feed me Girls who want me Girls who need me All you pretty things waiting for somebody Number my babies and my broken body
writers: DREXLER, JORGE ABNER
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