Teenage Suburban Queen Songtext

von John Sutherland

Teenage Suburban Queen

She wants to be a rock star,
A real one that can play guitar,
She's lookin' in the mirror,
She say's girl your gonna go far,'
Her daddy's job is money,
So she don't know no other way,
If you're thinkin' 'bout her birthday, anything but jewelry would be a mistake

My teenage suburban queen, she won't let you in till you've been down on your knees,
My little teenage suburban queen its time to let you go, let you go...

Forgotten why I found you so irresistable
Girl, I said I'm sorry but I can't do this anymore
I thought that I could change you,
But you're superficial to the bone,
You cried when you got that nose ring, but you're real tough on the telephone

My teenage suburban queen, she won't let you in till you've been down on your knees,
My little teenage suburban queen its time to let you go, let you go...

It's time to let you go,
It's time to let you go
Let you go
My teenage suburban queen

My teenage suburban queen, she won't let you in till you've been down on your knees,
My little teenage suburban queen its time to let you go, let you go...

My teenage suburban queen, she won't let you in till you've been down on your knees,
My little teenage suburban queen its time to let you go, let you go...