Alex Turner - Audeline lyrics

Counting on the morning for him To make it back, take it off You know what he wants if he's in drag And he's keeping the lights down To the top he's shooting, so you beg him back He's a royal, charm you 'til you give him a slap That microphone heart Audeline I question my design Your opinion changed my mind Don't leave me out You can look But to touch you'll have to pay the price Open book, but- Oh yeah, most of the pages are wired Straight to his arm He dropped the coin 'Cause he's got no problems sparing a dime Not a boy, that's a man- Can't you tell by the shine Of his black magic lounge? Audeline I question my design Your opinion changed my mind Far behind I struggle to pa** the line Motorcycle head of the lions Don't leave me caught up He spends his days With what's-her-face The seven feet of Shaman She's being vague He's in that phase I'm by your place Audeline I question my design Your opinion changed my mind Don't leave me out