presidents daughter

i'm just a poor boy

and my day is on repeat

i live amongst the common

i know the smell of concrete

you are the president's daughter

but you are blue

baby blue

i've got a getaway-plan

and that is what we're gonna do!

she's got it all

i want her

in love with the president's daughter

it can't be right

it's not fair

i'm in love with the president's daughter

so

i'm standing there

waiting at the gate. a shadow of a man in front of me

i thought i heard him say: hey