She's the queen of cliche,
Lit from the highest tower;
She loves to entertain you,
But she charges by the hour.
Here among the flowers
Of faith and hope I stand.
While you are buried in the mass
Of weeds you sowed by hand.
You're looking for a saviour;
A queen from tv,
But if you want to trust someone,
Well, how about me?
Let me entertain you.
Is your soul for hire?
Let me entertain you.
Have you got the time?
In a bar in oklahoma
She offered you a dream,
But it turned into a coma.
Well, there are no in betweens.
Sleep comes to the navyman
Who has to work the yard,
But love's an added extra
You get when you're a star.
Let me entertain you.
Is your soul for hire?
Let me entertain you.
Have you got the time?
Let me entertain you.
Is your love for hire?
Let me entertain you.
Have you got the time?
Don't you want to put your trust in
Someone who's not ordinary?
Don't you want to put your trust in someone like me?
Let me entertain you.
Let me entertain you.
Let me entertain you.
Is your heart for hire?
Let me entertain you.
Is your soul for hire?
Let me entertain you.
Is your love for hire?
Let me entertain you.
Have you got the time?
Let me entertain you.
Let me entertain you.
Have you got the time?

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Writer(s): MARCELLA LEVY, SIOBHAN MAIRE DEIRDRE FAHEY, STEPHEN FERRERA