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Trophy Boy (With Ashley Tisdale, G.E.M.)

Avril Lavigne

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Trophy Boy (With Ashley Tisdale, G.E.M.)

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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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