Trophy Wife Songtext
von Meljoann
Trophy Wife Songtext
One of us has to earn money
It′s gonna be me
You always were the delicate twin
Ingrown and thin
One of us had to be a winner
Bring home the bacon
That porcine competition
And you're a vegetarian
If you can′t be that big gun
I'll be the lost one
Can't even post those letters
With our company header
I′m out here somewhere
Ah, Trophy Wife
Ah, mounted on my mantel
Ah, so valuable
Ah, I keep you safe from the vandals
Ah, my Trophy Wife
Ah, there are those that would seek to harm you
Ah, don′t worry, baby
Ah, I'll protect you
One of us trawls the streets for pennies
It′s gonna be me
You're always there after the fight
With bandages and ice
You drew me, only half-formed
Coloured me in, a sketchy composition
I′m still waiting for my hero's chin
If you must feel this so much
Not tough-skinned enough
Think I′m so hard
You're not butch enough
Just give me a hand up
I'm in here somewhere
Fisting men in the trading pit
After all I′ve done, you′re plotting when my back is turned
A taxidermic carcass, maybe, but you can still get burned
I've gotten sentimental after all this time
I′ll do what I can — you shouldn'a signed that prenup
I′m all business
You can be my Trophy Wife
Ah, Trophy Wife
Ah, I love you
Ah, so valueable
Ah, I'll keep you safe from the vandals
Ah, my Trophy Wife
Ah, when can I show that I have you?
Ah, don′t worry, baby
Ah, I'll protect you
It′s gonna be me
You always were the delicate twin
Ingrown and thin
One of us had to be a winner
Bring home the bacon
That porcine competition
And you're a vegetarian
If you can′t be that big gun
I'll be the lost one
Can't even post those letters
With our company header
I′m out here somewhere
Ah, Trophy Wife
Ah, mounted on my mantel
Ah, so valuable
Ah, I keep you safe from the vandals
Ah, my Trophy Wife
Ah, there are those that would seek to harm you
Ah, don′t worry, baby
Ah, I'll protect you
One of us trawls the streets for pennies
It′s gonna be me
You're always there after the fight
With bandages and ice
You drew me, only half-formed
Coloured me in, a sketchy composition
I′m still waiting for my hero's chin
If you must feel this so much
Not tough-skinned enough
Think I′m so hard
You're not butch enough
Just give me a hand up
I'm in here somewhere
Fisting men in the trading pit
After all I′ve done, you′re plotting when my back is turned
A taxidermic carcass, maybe, but you can still get burned
I've gotten sentimental after all this time
I′ll do what I can — you shouldn'a signed that prenup
I′m all business
You can be my Trophy Wife
Ah, Trophy Wife
Ah, I love you
Ah, so valueable
Ah, I'll keep you safe from the vandals
Ah, my Trophy Wife
Ah, when can I show that I have you?
Ah, don′t worry, baby
Ah, I'll protect you
Writer(s): Meljoann Ryan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com