If I married a doctor, I know what he'd say
he'd look me in the eyes and tell me I could never sail away
My feet would always be cold on the mahogany floors
and I'd lose my mind counting all the windows and doors
of our beautiful house
My mum always told me that love was blind
that I should stop paying rent
on apartments that ain't mine
I've tried, hey hey hey
If I married an artist he would paint me the sky
we'd run in our bare feet and he would never make me cry
he would kiss, dance, and never lie
but that grass would always be greener
on the other side,
on the other side
My aunt always told me that love was blind
that I should stop paying rent
on apartments that ain't mine
I've tried, hey hey hey
If I married a pilot I would be by his side
form London to Paris to New York, to Dubai
that would be a chance to see this world
but at the end of every day the sky
would be his girl,
would be his girl
I was always taught that love was blind
that I should stop paying rent
on apartments that ain't mine
I've tried, hey hey hey hey.....
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