Queen of England queen of something
You were throwing rocks at my window
Queen of honey queen of Monday
The boys like you better dressed in gold
You'll be leaving with your friends
Wonder what we'd find
If you stayed till the end
Trouble touches down
In the hungry hearts of men
Oh queen of England why'd you have to pretend
Why'd you have to do it
Well I was just a painters son
Long days in the noonday sun
Taught me the value of a dollar quick
Spent it on a city dream
Late night in Twenty two degrees
Swimming through fishing nets
But I'll be swimming home
I'll be leaving with a friend
Wonder what we'd find
If I stayed till the end
Trouble touches down
In the lonely hearts of men
Oh queen of England why'd you have to pretend
Oh queen of England why'd you have to pretend
Why'd you have to do it
Queen of England queen of something
You were throwing rocks at my window
Queen of honey queen of Monday
The boys like you better dressed in gold
I'll be leaving with a friend
Wonder what we'd find
If we stayed till the end
Trouble touches down
In the hungry hearts of men
Oh queen of England why'd you have to pretend
Oh queen of England why'd you have to pretend
Oh queen of England why'd you have to pretend
