Letra de All The King's Men - Wild Beasts
Letra de canci�n de All The King's Men de Wild Beasts lyrics
Watch me, watch me
The belle of the ball
My heart, my hand
And everything I own
And we are the boys
With new shiny shoes
We've seen 'em all
And we've chosen you
Now no one
Will find your limit
Girls from Roedean
Girls from Shipley
Girls from Hounslow
Girls from Whitby
You're a candied queen
And let me show my darling what that means
Watch me, watch me
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Hatch me, hatch me
A girl before
Bouncing round behind
The bedroom doors
And we are the boys
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Who'll drape you in jewels
Cut off your hair
And throw out your shoes
Cause, baby
You won't need them where you'll be
Girls astride me
Girls beneath me
Girls before me
Girls between me
You're birthing machines
And let me show my darling what that means
Hatch me, hatch me
Ha, ha, woo
Baby, turns out I'm evil
In all my dreams
Girls who'll clothe me
Girls who'll feed me
Girls who want me
Girls who need me
All you pretty things waiting for somebody
Number my babies and my broken body
The belle of the ball
My heart, my hand
And everything I own
And we are the boys
With new shiny shoes
We've seen 'em all
And we've chosen you
Now no one
Will find your limit
Girls from Roedean
Girls from Shipley
Girls from Hounslow
Girls from Whitby
You're a candied queen
And let me show my darling what that means
Watch me, watch me
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Hatch me, hatch me
A girl before
Bouncing round behind
The bedroom doors
And we are the boys
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/all-the-king-s-men-wild-beasts.php
Who'll drape you in jewels
Cut off your hair
And throw out your shoes
Cause, baby
You won't need them where you'll be
Girls astride me
Girls beneath me
Girls before me
Girls between me
You're birthing machines
And let me show my darling what that means
Hatch me, hatch me
Ha, ha, woo
Baby, turns out I'm evil
In all my dreams
Girls who'll clothe me
Girls who'll feed me
Girls who want me
Girls who need me
All you pretty things waiting for somebody
Number my babies and my broken body