She's an idle child, high society Never pushed a broom, not physically Her eyes are down on you, her nose is up Never spill your whiskey when she fill your cup
I'm on the borderline
She can spread them round and she shows them off With a neon sign saying don't you touch Between the devil and the deep blue sea She use me like a begger to get a hold on me
Chorus: On the borderline, she's a danger sign On the borderline, getting out of line On the borderline, but it feels so good On the borderline, on the borderline On the borderline, borderline
(here goes)
You know I shoot the dice to claim my dream You pull them in without a thought to me She's come to watch you and your pocket is dry (? ) The queen of hearts will kill you when the ace is high
On the borderline
She's an idle child, high society Never pushed a broom, not physically Her eyes are down on you, her nose is up Never spill your whiskey when she fill your cup
Chorus
Gonna meet you there If you want me, meet me on the borderline
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