Ayrin Riber My best friend Emma (jazz mix)

My princess!
I`ve got a crown sickness!
My princess!
I`ve got a crown sickness!
My princess!
My princess!

42, 44, 45, Missed calls inside my smartphone's domain.
I catch them, I collect them, For I wear the crown's reign.
I don't want to rise, I don't want to haste,
for us and for you Here and there,
trying don`t get down,
but I have got a crown

From the other side of the phone,
My best friend Emma cries alone.
I'm close by, just two streets along,
But I won't wander, with my crown strong.

My princess!
I`ve got a crown sickness!
My princess!
I`ve got a crown sickness!
My princess!
My princess!

I want it all alone, I want to be the one,
I'll sip some tea I'll watch any shorts
I'm homebound doors under locks
trying don`t get down,
I have a crown
75, 76, calls come through, they shout my way.
Alright, I'll check, I'll ring for you I say.

From the other side of the phone,
My best friend Emma cries alone.
I'm close by, just two streets along,
But I won't wander, with my crown strong.

My princess!
I`ve got a crown sickness!
My princess!
I`ve got a crown sickness!
My princess!
My princess!