Milla Jovovich
Milla Jovovich
Saturday
We all want to be the queen of your parade We all want to be the queen of your parade We all wanna be the queen of your freak show We all wanna be the queen of your freak show Ashes and cigarettes Smell of your stale bouquet Eating words and regrets Looking at the road, looking at the road I watch the plane take off Thought it could be me Hey Lord, I know you're up there Send your smile across the sea Golden soft like my cheek Long ago, long ago Oh, the way time is passing Makes my mind slow We all want to be the queen of your parade We all want to be the queen of your parade We all wanna be the queen of your freak show We all wanna be the queen of your freak show (we all want to see the way)
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