Warranted Queen

It looks like the tide is callin' Send off is drawin' near The whistle blowin', the commander's on the phone I wont know your thoughts when I'm gone I won't have a lot to say, but I'll be bored of smilin' when it ain't at you But, it's alright It's alright It's alright It's alright 'Cause you're my hand-me-down jean I'm your warranted queen My mouth on your spoon Goodnight red balloon Red balloon And you play your cards with a mystery face And use your golden grace I'll be sendin' my guards to come find you I don't know where to fall (ooh) Or if this is love at all But your lips on mine have branded a sign Umm, and it's alright It's alright It's alright It's alright Well, you're my hand-me-down jean I'm your warranted queen My mouth on your spoon Goodnight red balloon Red balloon It's alright Yeah, and it's alright You're my hand-me-down jean I'm your warranted queen My mouth on your spoon Goodnight red balloon Red balloon It's alright It's alright It's alright It's alright