High Court

Patiently, the beggars there all get it over with And tiptoe back for the sugar-free lemonade I'm only your daughter, I'm only your daughter I'm only your daughter, right? Wasted food in a Giorgio Armani paper bag With you, we're free in the back of high style feathers And I'm only your daughter, I'm only your daughter I'm only your daughter, right? Hey, I caught the high court red-handed in the alleyway You don’t want to talk about it Hey, I caught the high court red-handed in the alleyway You don’t want to talk about it Hey, I caught the high court red-handed in the alleyway You don’t want to talk about it Hey, I caught the high court red-handed in the alleyway You don’t want to talk about it