The Philosopher Kings
The Philosopher Kings - All To Myself songtekst
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I'd start with the boys that hang At the pier Like bats in the night, get tangled In your hair I'd take away the weekend Shoreleave lovers That flood the ports with drunken Tales of far away I'd take away the Eiffel tower I'd take away the port of Spain I take your yellow coat No more romantic walks in the Pouring rain Then I'd make washboard, wind- Blown, sea-side, serenading, prep School boys disappear That flock in the summer like gulls to The beach And pick at your heart like the Garbage on the street I'll take away all the things that make You look away from me I'd take away everything Then I'd have you all to myself I'd take away the guy with the Monkey wrench smile He'll steal your heart away and make A Minnesota mile Like a corner store crook on a prison Break or a porno queen in a Party cake I'd take away the Spanish steps I'd take away the Golden Gate I take away everything Just to have you all to myself I never thought it'd get this bad Inside of me I never thought that I'd be so Consumed with jealousy I need you every night and every Day in bed These thoughts keep spinning in My head Then I'd make the big screen, battle- Scarred, bold-faced, leading man, Lone star heroes disappear That fill your heart with thoughts of Being swept away But that's a part a man like me could Never play I'll take away all the things that make You look away from me I'd take away everything Just to have you all to myself