King of Spain

I never knew I was a lover
Just 'cause I steal the things you hide
Just 'cause I focus while we're dancing on
Just 'cause I offered you a ride

Still, I am not from Barcelona
No, I am not even from Madrid
I am a native of the North Pole
And that can mess up any kid

Well, if you could reinvent my name
Well, if you, ah, could redirect my day
I wanna be the King of Spain

And I will settle in Pamplona
And I'll provoke the bulls with words
And then I'll send a man to meet them all
The blood is fake, so I have heard

And all the señoritas sighing
Oh, will be the fountain of my lies
But while we're floating in siestas
Will you search for bottles and for knives, no?

Well, if you could reinvent my name
Well, if you, ah, could redirect my day
I wanna be the King of Spain

And I'll wear my boots of Spanish leather
Oh, while I'm tightening my crown
I'll disappear in some flamenco
And perhaps I'll reach the other side

Why are you stabbing my illusion?
Oh, just 'cause I stole some eagle's wings
Because you named me as your lover
Well, I thought I could be anything

Well, if you could reinvent my name
Well, if you, ah, could redirect my day
I wanna be the King of Spain



Credits
Writer(s): Kristian Matsson
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