She's an instant martyr, a drama queen, Walking around with this heir of a queen, She doesn't knows what she wants
Where are the stars up in the sky , isn't there hope for you and I, my darling?
I am so intollerably blue At the thought of leaving you, my darling,
She's the cream of the crop, She's the cropper of the cream, She's the turn of your life, Walking around with this heir of a queen. She doesn't knows what she wants Knows how to use you now!
where are the stars up in the sky I am so intolerablly blue Just at the thought of leaving you, my darling,
She's staring at you (sugar) She's looking so cruel (lover) When you're coming around
Here comes the sun, little darling and here comes the sun, little darling