Ruby Rose Fox Lady Godiva Lyrics
Lady Godiva by Ruby Rose Fox
Mr. President, bow down, Lady Godiva's back in town
And I would make a bet the future of her heart
The future of her heart is chocolate
Don't shoot the messenger
Don't shoot the messenger
Used to wish I'd die on Father's Day, so you knew it was hard
Bury me by the T.G.I. Friday with every careful card
I keep losing and coming back, broken and beautiful
Say you can't be what you've lost
Well, I must be
Unconquerable soul
An unconquerable soul
Deep sleep, backlash
I heard my mama's daddy's daddy was white trash
And when it's said and done
The future of her heart
The future of her heart is for everyone
Don't shoot the messenger
Don't shoot the messenger
Whose shame is this anyway?
Tired of fire and glue
Maybe you're just some broken record
Maybe I'm just some underfunded zoo
I keep losing and coming back, broken and beautiful
Say you can't be what you've lost
Well, I must be
An unconquerable soul
An unconquerable soul
Am I a copy of a copy of a copy or a camera?
Am I a copy of a copy of a copy?
Copy, copy, copy, copy
Whose shame is this anyway?
It's yours and it's mine
Maybe we'll just feel it, feel it this time
I keep losing and coming back, broken and beautiful
Say you can't be what you've lost
Well, I must be
An unconquerable soul
An unconquerable soul
Mr. President, bow down, Lady Godiva's back in town
And I would make a bet the future of her heart is chocolate
Is chocolate
Is chocolate
Is chocolate
And I would make a bet the future of her heart
The future of her heart is chocolate
Don't shoot the messenger
Don't shoot the messenger
Used to wish I'd die on Father's Day, so you knew it was hard
Bury me by the T.G.I. Friday with every careful card
I keep losing and coming back, broken and beautiful
Say you can't be what you've lost
Well, I must be
Unconquerable soul
An unconquerable soul
Deep sleep, backlash
I heard my mama's daddy's daddy was white trash
And when it's said and done
The future of her heart
The future of her heart is for everyone
Don't shoot the messenger
Don't shoot the messenger
Whose shame is this anyway?
Tired of fire and glue
Maybe you're just some broken record
Maybe I'm just some underfunded zoo
I keep losing and coming back, broken and beautiful
Say you can't be what you've lost
Well, I must be
An unconquerable soul
An unconquerable soul
Am I a copy of a copy of a copy or a camera?
Am I a copy of a copy of a copy?
Copy, copy, copy, copy
Whose shame is this anyway?
It's yours and it's mine
Maybe we'll just feel it, feel it this time
I keep losing and coming back, broken and beautiful
Say you can't be what you've lost
Well, I must be
An unconquerable soul
An unconquerable soul
Mr. President, bow down, Lady Godiva's back in town
And I would make a bet the future of her heart is chocolate
Is chocolate
Is chocolate
Is chocolate