Pagãn - The Wives of Anne Boleyn

I'm so lucky to have somebody
Who wants me for her very own
When all of the over lovers I've had
Just wanted to take my crown

Don't come 'round axeing for me
I'm not home to a Henry
I won't pay your taxes on my head
But try my chances with your other lady

So I'm sorry, old man, that I gave you a girl
But the way things are now, they're taking over your world
You just keep on growing fatter as your options grow thin
Now meet the wives of Anne Boleyn

I always knew that my time would come
Only after all was said and done
He thought that he was man enough to kill a queen
But my love for life and women lives on

Don't throw your big money at me
I'm not running a hen-house
You're back in the habit-box
But I'm not home to a headlouse

So I'm sorry, old man, that I gave you a girl
But the way things are now, they're taking over your world
You just keep on growing fatter as your options grow thin
Now meet the wives of Anne Boleyn

Written by:
Page Maitland

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