Mr Porcelain (Version Française) - Jude York

Not self-deprecating I hold my head high Most of the time Like the candle I Lightest of breezes He changes the seasons Is it getting hot in here? Oh he's so attractive Could never be him I think he might break If my hand touched his skin I've never been so close To such pretty things And it hurts to be only of earth Mr porcelain doll Mr instagram scroll Mr flatter me enough Just to keep me on my toes Does it ever get lonely Up there on the wall? To be looked at But never to hold Mr porcelain doll I could never I could never I could never He wasn't made to hold I could never I could never I could never He can't be mine to hold On for a minute Did he mean to say that? Mistook me for an ex That he meant to text back My heart's beating out of my chest I think he said You're so attractive Where do I begin? I think you might break If my hand touched your skin I've never been so close To such pretty things And it hurts that you're so down to earth Mr porcelain doll Mr 20 years old Mr flatter me enough As if I didn't know Does it ever get lonely A rose on the wall? To be looked at But never to hold Mr porcelain doll I could never I could never I could never He wasn't made to hold I could never I could never I could never He can't be mine to hold Mr porcelain doll Mr raise and then fold Mr "you take the lead" But then charge for the show He's so beautifully perfect On everyone's phone To be looked at Knowing he'll never call Mr porcelain doll I could never I could never I could never He wasn't made to hold I could never I could never I could never I could never Mr porcelain doll I could never I could never I could never He wasn't made to hold I could never I could never I could never Mr porcelain

Start spreading the news I'm leaving today I want to be a part of it New York, New York These vagabond shoes are longing to stray And step a round of heart of it New York, New York I want to wake up in that city, that doesn't sleep To find I'm king of the hill Top of the heap My little town blues Are melting away I'll make a brand new start of it In old New York If I can make it there I'll make it anywhere It's up to you New York, New York New York, New York I wanna wake up, in the city that doesn't sleep To find I'm king of the hill Head of the list Cream of the crop at the top of the heap My little town blues are melting away I'll make a brand new start of it In old New York If I can make it there I'd make it anywhere Come on, come through New York, New York