Reina Del Cid Million Girls
There's a million girl in magazines
Those lipstick bathing beauty queens, uh huh
But you don't see ‘em, do you dear?
And there's a waitress with a sweet tattoo
She's gorgeous and in love with you, uh huh
But you don't really care
‘Cause you're living in the age
Of me and all my stupid blunders
I found a palace in your bed
What a lonely reign
I sit upon this throne and wonder
Who is the subject at my steps?
Your friends keep trying to take you out
And show you what the world's about, uh huh
But you don't even try
And there's the smartest girl who writes you letters
She's love to get to know you better
But you can't seem to find the time
‘Cause you're swimming in the wake
Of a riptide love that pulled you under
And now you're drifting out at sea
What a lonely reign
I sit upon my throne and wonder
What is the siren song I sing?
Now I'll never be your queen
Rule your galaxy or be your everything
And someone'll wear your ring
But it's not me
No it's not me
And still you're living in the age
Of me and all my stupid blunders
I found a palace in your bed
What a lonely reign
I sit upon this throne and wonder
Who is the subject at my steps?
