Tailor-Made Queen

Well I've loved your first daughter, 
But now she’s coming home to you, 
If I wrote an album she’d be on the cover, 
Wearing orange lilac, green and blue. 

Well I've loved your first daughter, 
Not out of choice but if I could choose, 
I’d have her over any other, 
In her orange, lilac, green and blue. 

She’s a tectonic, supersonic, tailor-­made queen, 
And I’m a swimming pool with no rules, 
A sucker for orange, lilac, green and blue. 
And I sold my beach for a bucket of sand, 
Played bad cards but won my hand, 
While she stayed at home with the whole of the moon, 
She doesn't need poker to feel in tune. 
She's a tectonic, narcotic, genius machine, 
And I am running back in my panama jack, 
Kelly’s Hero, not feeling keen. She is a... 

Feels fine to lose a lover, 
Though I hope she’ll be back soon, 
‘Coz I can’t bear to lose her colour, 
And be left with only blue. 

Well I've loved your first daughter, 
The train will soon be passing through, 
And I’m glad that I did court her, 
For her orange, lilac, green and blue. 

She’s a tectonic, supersonic, tailor-­made queen, 
And I’m a swimming pool with no rules, 
A sucker for orange, lilac, green and blue. 
And I sold my beach for a bucket of sand, 
Played bad cards but won my hand, 
While she stayed at home with the whole of the moon, 
She doesn't need poker to feel in tune. 
She's a tectonic, narcotic, genius machine, 
And I am running back in my panama jack, 
Kelly’s Hero, not feeling keen. She is a...