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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BOY
BOY
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sonja Glass
Sonja Glass
Arranger
Valeska Steiner
Valeska Steiner
Songwriter
Philipp Steinke
Philipp Steinke
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Philipp Steinke
Philipp Steinke
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She's so easy to fall for, but, boy, she's so hard to hold
She looks at you like a warnin'
You know you're gonna be hungry when you get home
Her lips make the cherries and the berries and the apples look pale
She could ask anything, you would do anything
No matter what you would obey
[Verse 2]
And she turns every room into a dance floor
When she turns and she sways and she spins
And you're standin' still like a statue
And you can't take your eyes off her skin
[Verse 3]
Oh boy, you better slow it down, you're runnin' on un-solid ground
She'll never slow down for you
Oh boy, you'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clowns
I know it's sad, but it's true
[Verse 4]
Oh, everything that she touches
Every word from her mouth turns to gold
But how can you ever catch her eye when she's all colors and heat
You're all grey and cold
You keep lookin' up but she'll never, ever look down
Oh, look at this part you've chosen
You're the jester of queen, she's the queen of the town
[Verse 5]
And you wish she was in a movie
You could watch at home ten times a day
Where you could just sit, without havin' to think
About somethin' important to say
[Verse 6]
Oh boy, you better slow it down, you're runnin' on un-solid ground
She'll never slow down for you
Oh boy, you'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clowns
I know it's sad, but it's true
[Verse 7]
You should go home, boy, you should call a friend
Someone to tell you there's no happy way for this to end
Shut your eyes, boy, don't let them fool you
See all this beauty, it's lookin' through you
[Verse 8]
Put out that fire, boy, don't let it eat you
Don't you know it's dangerous? What did your daddy teach you?
It's not your fault and it's not her fault, but
You should go home, boy
[Verse 9]
Oh boy, you better slow it down, you're runnin' on un-solid ground
She'll never slow dance with you
Oh, Lord, boy, you'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clowns
I know it's sad, but it's true
[Verse 10]
Oh boy
Written by: Philipp Steinke, Sonja Glass, Valeska Steiner
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