Prince Johnny
Prince Johnny, you're kind but you're not simple
By now, I think I know the difference
You wanna be a son of someone
Remember the time we went and snorted
That piece of the Berlin Wall that you'd extorted
And we had such a laugh of it?
Prostrate on my carpet
You traced the Andes with your index
And brag of when and where and who you gonna bed next
All with sons of someone's
All with sons of someone's
Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make you a real boy
Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make you a real boy
Prince Johnny, you're kind, but do be careful
By now I know just when to stand clear
When all your friends and acolytes
Are holding court in bathroom stalls
Where you pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make you a real boy
Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make you a real boy
But honey, don't mistake my affection
For another spit-and-penny style redemption
'Cause we're all sons of someone's
We're all sons of someone's
I wanna mean more than I mean to you
I wanna mean more than I meant to him
So I pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make me a real girl
So I pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make me a real girl
So I pray to all, all, all, all, all
All, all, all, all, all
All, all, all, all, all
All, all, all, all, all
By now, I think I know the difference
You wanna be a son of someone
Remember the time we went and snorted
That piece of the Berlin Wall that you'd extorted
And we had such a laugh of it?
Prostrate on my carpet
You traced the Andes with your index
And brag of when and where and who you gonna bed next
All with sons of someone's
All with sons of someone's
Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make you a real boy
Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make you a real boy
Prince Johnny, you're kind, but do be careful
By now I know just when to stand clear
When all your friends and acolytes
Are holding court in bathroom stalls
Where you pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make you a real boy
Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make you a real boy
But honey, don't mistake my affection
For another spit-and-penny style redemption
'Cause we're all sons of someone's
We're all sons of someone's
I wanna mean more than I mean to you
I wanna mean more than I meant to him
So I pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make me a real girl
So I pray to all, all, all, all, all
To make me a real girl
So I pray to all, all, all, all, all
All, all, all, all, all
All, all, all, all, all
All, all, all, all, all
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Writer(s): Anne Erin Clark
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