Choirboys – Angeline lyrics

She's got all that she needs
She don't understand it
There on the porcelain
Knowing she's gonna blow it
Yes she will

Dallas cowgirl, hits New York
She's bummin' out big time
Don't you know that
Send that limo round for me
Give it to me one more time, baby

Angeline
Angeline

Crying at Heathrow
Baby you'd lost your passport
Wife of a good friend
Made sure you were flying that day

Didn't matter, things were cool
Don't worry 'bout a thing at all now baby
Do you know I think of you
Each night before I go to bed baby

Angeline
Angeline

She's got the best kind of habit
If it's there baby
Don't you know she'll grab it
Angeline

Do you know I think of you
Each night before I go to bed baby
Angeline
Angeline

She's got the best kind of habit
If it's there baby
Don't you know she'll grab it
Angeline
My Angeline