Queenie Co. - Tullycraft

And now everybody’s tongue-tied

And we may never be…

I love my music and I’m tired of my fake friends

I’ve watched the sun come up in Memphis and I can’t pretend

I tripped and fell and fell in love with the perfect sound

It took the stabs of near regret to turn me back around

White flags go up

Decidedly but…

This time, This time

You wrote the letters that I found

White flags go up

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be, never be here, here

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be, never be here, here again

We wrote our names but for the ink and found the chapel wall

Sometimes I miss you and I hate you when you finally call

I’ve built this heart of precious metal and it’s not for sale

My friends back home don’t know me, they still call me Abigail

White flags go up

Decidedly but…

This time, This time

You wrote the letters that I found

White flags go up

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be, never be here, here

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be, never be here, here

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be, never be here, here again

Queenie, Queenie, Queenie, Queenie Co

Queenie, Queenie, Queenie, Queenie Co

I love my music and I’m tired of my fake friends

I’ve watched the sun come up in Memphis and I can’t pretend

I tripped and fell and fell in love with the perfect sound

It took the stabs of near regret to turn me back around

Oh, oh, Queenie, Queenie Co