Royals - Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox (后现代点唱机)/Puddles Pity Party

I've never seen a diamond in the flesh

I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies

And I'm not proud of my address in the torn up town

No post code envy

But every song's like gold teeth grey goose

Trippin' in the bathroom

Blood stains ball gowns

Trashin' the hotel room

We don't care

We're driving Cadillacs in our dreams

But everybody's like cristal maybach

Diamonds on your timepiece

Jet planes islands tigers on a gold leash

We don't care

We aren't caught up in your love affair

And we'll never be royals royals

It don't run in our blood

That kind of luxe just ain't for us

We crave a different kind of buzz

Let me be your ruler ruler

You can call me queen bee

And baby I'll rule I'll rule

Let me live that fantasy

My friends and I we've cracked the code

We count our dollars on the train to the party

And everyone who knows us knows

We're fine with this

We didn't come from money

But every song's like gold teeth grey goose

Trippin' in the bathroom

Blood stains ball gowns

Trashin' the hotel room

We don't care

We're driving Cadillacs in our dreams

But everybody's like cristal maybach

Diamonds on your timepiece

Jet planes islands tigers on a gold leash

We don't care

We aren't caught up in your love affair

And we'll never be royals royals

It don't run in our blood

That kind of luxe just ain't for us

We crave a different kind of buzz

Let me be your ruler ruler

You can call me queen bee

And baby I'll rule I'll

Let me live that fantasy

Ooh ooh oh

Ooh ooh oh

Ooh ooh oh

I'm bigger than I've ever dreamed

And we'll never be royals royals

It doesn't run in our blood

That kind of love just ain't for us

We crave a different kind of buzz

Let me be your ruler ruler

You can call me queen bee

And baby I'll rule I'll rule