Kingsize (You're My Little Steam Whistle)

Bring on the king-size charade I can't seem to be foreign to your ways You're my little fab one You're the only one that smiles It hurts to fight with lies that bend my mind King! King! King! Bring on the trumpet brigade Be more than my twenty miles away You're my little fab one Your the only one that smiles How come memories always slip away? King! King! King! You're my little fab one You're my little fab one You're my little fab one You're my little fab one King-size King-size King-size King-size