- cifra
The boy's allowed to run around
And I just sit here on the ground
You probably never knew
'Cause you were one of them
And when I think of you now
I just think of then
Oh, queen
Queen, queen, queen, queen
Being around you every day
And hearing all the shit you say
You probably always knew
That I was one of them
And when I think of you
And you were one of them
Oh, queen
Queen, queen, queen, queen
Queen, queen, queen, queen
All of the times I thought of you
And every time it made me blue
You probably never knew
'Cause you were one of them
And when I think of you
I think of you back then
Oh, queen
Queen, queen, queen, queen
Queen, queen, queen, queen