Winded
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
On the ground floor I'm a submarine,
While up the stairs the ships hoist their pretty sails
They're dancing on an ocean of wood
So beautiful, so misunderstood
(Go home) She said I better head home
(Head home) Oh well I guess I'll go home
These tipsy gypsies have brought me to my knees
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
She's a handful but keep your hands to yourself
You're lucky enough to be allowed in her birdhouse
They're drowning in an ocean of wood
So beautiful so misunderstood
(Go home) She said I better head home
(Head home) Oh well I guess I'll go home
These tipsy gypsies have brought me to my knees
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
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Winded
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
On the ground floor I'm a submarine,
While up the stairs the ships hoist their pretty sails
They're dancing on an ocean of wood
So beautiful, so misunderstood
(Go home) She said I better head home
(Head home) Oh well I guess I'll go home
These tipsy gypsies have brought me to my knees
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
She's a handful but keep your hands to yourself
You're lucky enough to be allowed in her birdhouse
They're drowning in an ocean of wood
So beautiful so misunderstood
(Go home) She said I better head home
(Head home) Oh well I guess I'll go home
These tipsy gypsies have brought me to my knees
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
On the ground floor I'm a submarine,
While up the stairs the ships hoist their pretty sails
They're dancing on an ocean of wood
So beautiful, so misunderstood
(Go home) She said I better head home
(Head home) Oh well I guess I'll go home
These tipsy gypsies have brought me to my knees
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
She's a handful but keep your hands to yourself
You're lucky enough to be allowed in her birdhouse
They're drowning in an ocean of wood
So beautiful so misunderstood
(Go home) She said I better head home
(Head home) Oh well I guess I'll go home
These tipsy gypsies have brought me to my knees
Bull in a China shop, she's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start, keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did what she did, who she did it with
What she's gonna do next, after you're dead
Writer: Kane James Strang
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