Lyrics Toy Boy - The Last Fight

Toy Boy

Diazepam and gin they slide on your skin
Smell your nicotine let’s start up your engine
Forget your proletary fame.
Forget your breath over me
Forget your ordinary shame
she’s getting down on my knee
you say (toyboy)
Pleasantly surprised: a stone in your windpipe
My mind has gone outside looking for sunrise
Forget your proletary fame.
Forget your breath over me
Forget your ordinary shame
she’s getting down on my knee
you say (toyboy)
I’m your toyboy, ready for the session
I’m your toyboy, ready for some action
Your phone is driving me mad
You’re scantily clad
A swagger in the nightdress
I couldn’t care less
Forget your proletary fame.
Forget your breath over me
Forget your ordinary shame
she’s getting down on my knee
you say (toyboy)
I’m your toyboy, ready for the session
I’m your toyboy, ready for some action
Forget your toyboy
Forget your toyboy
Forget your toyboy
Forget your toyboy