hey monea - ghetto queen lyrics
she puts her hair up in a bun and one of my old tee shirts on, i probably stole our maybe won from the fair
when her pilates tapes are done, lays out her clothes and packs a lunch, she is nothing if not over prepared
not so easily, she fell for me, she sleeps 8 hours every night but she don’t dream
she will always be. she will always be my. she will always be my ghetto queen
i push her right up to the line, spend every dime spill all the wine, i burn the popcorn d-mn near every single time
it’s not easy loving me, i am drunk old and obscene, i keep the devil in the pocket of my jeans
but she’s sewn us tight, our souls in twine, her eyes are bluer than the sky i hope she sees
she will always be. she will always be my. she will always be my ghetto queen
i watch her fall asleep most nights, and i often wonder why, in a great big world we wound up sharing sheets
not so easily, she fell for me. she sleeps 8 hours, but she never seems to dream. but our souls entwined, she’s sewn us tight, her eyes are bluer than the sky i hope she sees
she will always be. she will always be my. she will always be my ghetto queen…
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