Violet was tickling my fancy
Gives out just the right amount of soul
I wonder if it makes me sound too old
Decided that a Stella or a Candy
Seems as if I'm spinning down a pole
Swept them over to the stack of no's
La-di-dah
I sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck they want
Whatever the f*ck they want
And ooh-eh-ooh
I'm so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
Painting my tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
Staring through the window of a wig store
Crying through the credits of a show
That you've seen a bunch of times before
An inch away from settling on Coco
Shame that she's that girl you used to know
Loved her, but we had to let her go
La-di-dah
We sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck they want
Whatever the f*ck they want
And ooh-eh-ooh
We're so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
Painting our tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
Anna-Marie Mirage
Shooting a mood collage
Piñata paper heart
I don't know where she starts
And I stop
Dress me like the front of a casino
Push me down another rabbit hole
Touch me like I'm gonna turn to gold
She's almost like a million other people
That you'll never really get to know
And it feels as if she's swallowing me whole
La-di-dah
We sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck she wants
Whatever the f*ck she wants
And ooh-eh-ooh
We're so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
She's painting our tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
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Violet was tickling my fancy
Gives out just the right amount of soul
I wonder if it makes me sound too old
Decided that a Stella or a Candy
Seems as if I'm spinning down a pole
Swept them over to the stack of no's
La-di-dah
I sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck they want
Whatever the f*ck they want
And ooh-eh-ooh
I'm so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
Painting my tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
Staring through the window of a wig store
Crying through the credits of a show
That you've seen a bunch of times before
An inch away from settling on Coco
Shame that she's that girl you used to know
Loved her, but we had to let her go
La-di-dah
We sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck they want
Whatever the f*ck they want
And ooh-eh-ooh
We're so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
Painting our tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
Anna-Marie Mirage
Shooting a mood collage
Piñata paper heart
I don't know where she starts
And I stop
Dress me like the front of a casino
Push me down another rabbit hole
Touch me like I'm gonna turn to gold
She's almost like a million other people
That you'll never really get to know
And it feels as if she's swallowing me whole
La-di-dah
We sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck she wants
Whatever the f*ck she wants
And ooh-eh-ooh
We're so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
She's painting our tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
Gives out just the right amount of soul
I wonder if it makes me sound too old
Decided that a Stella or a Candy
Seems as if I'm spinning down a pole
Swept them over to the stack of no's
La-di-dah
I sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck they want
Whatever the f*ck they want
And ooh-eh-ooh
I'm so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
Painting my tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
Staring through the window of a wig store
Crying through the credits of a show
That you've seen a bunch of times before
An inch away from settling on Coco
Shame that she's that girl you used to know
Loved her, but we had to let her go
La-di-dah
We sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck they want
Whatever the f*ck they want
And ooh-eh-ooh
We're so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
Painting our tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
Anna-Marie Mirage
Shooting a mood collage
Piñata paper heart
I don't know where she starts
And I stop
Dress me like the front of a casino
Push me down another rabbit hole
Touch me like I'm gonna turn to gold
She's almost like a million other people
That you'll never really get to know
And it feels as if she's swallowing me whole
La-di-dah
We sing songs about
Whatever the f*ck she wants
Whatever the f*ck she wants
And ooh-eh-ooh
We're so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
She's painting our tear drops on
And on, and on, and on
Writer: ALEXANDRA MCDERMOTT, ALEX TURNER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC