Six
He got down on one knee but I said, "No way!"
Packed my bags and moved into a na-na-nunnery
Joined the gospel choir, our riffs were on fire
At the top of the charts is where I'm gonna stay
Henry sent me a poem all about my green sleeves
I changed a couple words, put it on a sick beat
The song blew their minds, next minute I was signed
And now I'm writing lyrics for Shakesy P
Since my first son, our family's grown
We've made a band and got quite well known
You could perhaps call us the Tudor Von Trapps
I'm just kidding, we're called the Royalling Stones
We're one of a kind, no category
Too many years lost in his story
We're free to take our crowning glory
For five more minutes
We're SIX
What a shame, yeah, my face, it cost me the crown
So I moved to the (Haus of Holbein) in my home town
His mates were super arty but I showed them how to party
Now on my tour of Prussia everybody gets down
Music man tried it on and I was like, "Bye!"
So I thought, "Who needs him?", I can give it a try
I learned everything
Now all I do is sing and I'll do that until I die
Heard all about these rockin' chicks
Loved every song and each remix
So I went out and found them and we laid down an album
Now I don't need your love, all I need is SIX
(Aww, aww, that's lovely, babes)
We're one of a kind, no category
Too many years lost in his story
We're free to take our crowning glory
For five more minutes
We're SIX
Woah, woah, we're SIX
Woah, oh-oh-oh, we're SIX
Woah, woah
For five more minutes
It's the end of the show of the history mix
We switched up the flow and we changed the prefix
Everybody knows that we used to be Six Wives
But we wanna say before we drop the curtain
Nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain
All that we know is that we used to be Six Wives
But now we're one of a kind, no category
Too many years lost in his story
We're free to take our crowning glory
For five more minutes
We're one of a kind, no category
Too many years lost in his story
We're free to take our crowning glory
For five more minutes
We're SIX
Woah, woah, we're SIX
Woah, oh-oh-oh, we're SIX
Woah, woah
For five, four, three, two, one more minutes
We're SIX
Packed my bags and moved into a na-na-nunnery
Joined the gospel choir, our riffs were on fire
At the top of the charts is where I'm gonna stay
Henry sent me a poem all about my green sleeves
I changed a couple words, put it on a sick beat
The song blew their minds, next minute I was signed
And now I'm writing lyrics for Shakesy P
Since my first son, our family's grown
We've made a band and got quite well known
You could perhaps call us the Tudor Von Trapps
I'm just kidding, we're called the Royalling Stones
We're one of a kind, no category
Too many years lost in his story
We're free to take our crowning glory
For five more minutes
We're SIX
What a shame, yeah, my face, it cost me the crown
So I moved to the (Haus of Holbein) in my home town
His mates were super arty but I showed them how to party
Now on my tour of Prussia everybody gets down
Music man tried it on and I was like, "Bye!"
So I thought, "Who needs him?", I can give it a try
I learned everything
Now all I do is sing and I'll do that until I die
Heard all about these rockin' chicks
Loved every song and each remix
So I went out and found them and we laid down an album
Now I don't need your love, all I need is SIX
(Aww, aww, that's lovely, babes)
We're one of a kind, no category
Too many years lost in his story
We're free to take our crowning glory
For five more minutes
We're SIX
Woah, woah, we're SIX
Woah, oh-oh-oh, we're SIX
Woah, woah
For five more minutes
It's the end of the show of the history mix
We switched up the flow and we changed the prefix
Everybody knows that we used to be Six Wives
But we wanna say before we drop the curtain
Nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain
All that we know is that we used to be Six Wives
But now we're one of a kind, no category
Too many years lost in his story
We're free to take our crowning glory
For five more minutes
We're one of a kind, no category
Too many years lost in his story
We're free to take our crowning glory
For five more minutes
We're SIX
Woah, woah, we're SIX
Woah, oh-oh-oh, we're SIX
Woah, woah
For five, four, three, two, one more minutes
We're SIX
Credits
Writer(s): Lars Mosel, Kay Dreuse, Mathias Precht, Matthias Jungemann
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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