starry eyes
a girl born for the stage
gloomy weather
a man born for a working wage
you sit there and watch me do my thing
let the crowd think they win
you take me home, no penny to your name
because your the man i love
the man with no shame
so i rock my body to a new melody, respectfully
there's a war going on somewhere, become unholy
so you take me home for another night of nothing
because i always crawl back for something
you thing i have you around my finger
but you have me wrapped twice as much
your one hell of a rider along the coastline
so take me to the sandy beach, then i'll know why.
