They call me a damsel in distressCause I want my prizeThe one with the kingdom and the big brown eyesThe one with the voice like a moonlight musicOh my oh my does he know to use itI'm not playing with youYou know so inner your eyes knowknows what to say do youHe's so beautiful that's the consensusAbandon the crown, jewels I would be he's princesI like him for his smileI like him for his hairI like him for his stoutI like him cause he's so debonairHe's my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boyI want him for myselfI wanna lock him downI want that ring on my finger like I want that crownHe's my trophy boy, My trophy boy, My trophy boyHe's so wished so totally run awayI know I wasn't listening but he's totally funnyI don't even care if he ever makes a soundJust as long as when he sees meHe's around and he's bound to meHe's like my glass leverHe feels me so good and a such a good tipperAnd you can sing along if you likeBoy you only know men who looks tough and tightI like him for he's smilesI like him for he's hairI like him for he's stoutI like him cause he's so debonairHe's my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boyI want him for myselfI wanna lock him downI want that ring on my finger like I want that crownHe's my trophy boy, My trophy boy, My trophy boyAnd it's not just about his looksHe's also got a sensitive sideHe has a soul I will pour it and give it a timeAnd he's a perfect gentleman classy and antiqueOh who am I kidding he just got such excellent abshe can compete with those fellas (such a clown)I'll make the whole kingdom jealous (oh man)I just forget my mannersHello I'm Cinderella and I need a weddingI like him for he's smilesI like him for he's hairI like him for he's stoutI like him cause he's so debonairHe's my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boyI want him for myselfI wanna lock him downI want that ring on my finger like I want that crownHe's my trophy boy, My trophy boy, My trophy boyOh my Gosh oh my Fairy God motherWould you call this boy's mamaAnd tell her that I love herI like him for he's smilesI like him for he's hairI like him for he's stoutI like him cause he's so debonairHe's my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boyI want him for myselfI wanna lock him downI want that ring on my finger like I want that crownHe's my trophy boy, My trophy boy, My trophy boy
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Trophy Boy (With Ashley Tisdale, G.E.M.)Avril Lavigne
They call me a damsel in distress
Cause I want my prize
The one with the kingdom and the big brown eyes
The one with the voice like a moonlight music
Oh my oh my does he know to use it
I'm not playing with you
You know so inner your eyes know
knows what to say do you
He's so beautiful that's the consensus
Abandon the crown, jewels I would be he's princes
I like him for his smile
I like him for his hair
I like him for his stout
I like him cause he's so debonair
He's my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy
I want him for myself
I wanna lock him down
I want that ring on my finger like I want that crown
He's my trophy boy, My trophy boy, My trophy boy
He's so wished so totally run away
I know I wasn't listening but he's totally funny
I don't even care if he ever makes a sound
Just as long as when he sees me
He's around and he's bound to me
He's like my glass lever
He feels me so good and a such a good tipper
And you can sing along if you like
Boy you only know men who looks tough and tight
I like him for he's smiles
I like him for he's hair
I like him for he's stout
I like him cause he's so debonair
He's my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy
I want him for myself
I wanna lock him down
I want that ring on my finger like I want that crown
He's my trophy boy, My trophy boy, My trophy boy
And it's not just about his looks
He's also got a sensitive side
He has a soul I will pour it and give it a time
And he's a perfect gentleman classy and antique
Oh who am I kidding he just got such excellent abs
he can compete with those fellas (such a clown)
I'll make the whole kingdom jealous (oh man)
I just forget my manners
Hello I'm Cinderella and I need a wedding
I like him for he's smiles
I like him for he's hair
I like him for he's stout
I like him cause he's so debonair
He's my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy
I want him for myself
I wanna lock him down
I want that ring on my finger like I want that crown
He's my trophy boy, My trophy boy, My trophy boy
Oh my Gosh oh my Fairy God mother
Would you call this boy's mama
And tell her that I love her
I like him for he's smiles
I like him for he's hair
I like him for he's stout
I like him cause he's so debonair
He's my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy
I want him for myself
I wanna lock him down
I want that ring on my finger like I want that crown
He's my trophy boy, My trophy boy, My trophy boy
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