[Verse 1] My dragon’s green His dragon’s gold I’m tall and fair He’s tall and bold The girls all squint through ale-soaked heads “Ser… which one was in my bed?” (ha!) I’ve got a scar across this cheek His runs the same Just flipped a streak We kiss their hands They lose their wits Can’t track whose tongue was on their— (shh!) [Chorus] We fly the skies In separate saddles But come nightfall In separate beds Same dark hair Same wicked prattle Same teeth marks on the same soft necks They grab a chest A throat A head “By the Seven… which twin was that?” she begs By dawn they swear they’ve had us both When we rode in separate beds [Verse 2] He likes them sweet I like them sly Yet every maid sings the same lie “I had the dragon twins last night Together Six hands Gods The bite!” We trade their names like trading cards Blonde from Duskendale Red from the yards He had her first? Or was that me? She moaned “oh Ser” so helpfully [Chorus] We fly the skies In separate saddles But come nightfall In separate beds Same drunk laugh Same filthy prattle Same belt clasp at the same warm hips They scratch a back They arch They beg “Don’t stop Ser ” as they twist and twist By dawn they boast of double sin But we’ve only changed who took which kiss [Bridge] [Call] “You’re smaller.” [Response] “Liar.” [Call] “Ask the baker’s daughter.” [Response] “Ask her mother She remembers better.” [Call] “You lasted less.” [Response] “You snored instead.” Both: “They still can’t tell us bloody apart Even when we’re in separate beds!” [Chorus] We fly the skies In separate saddles But come nightfall In separate beds Same rough hands Same dirty banter Same soft sigh when a bodice spreads They brag to friends of “two at once” Over cider Over stale brown bread Let them dream of twin-tamed lust We’ll be back In separate beds (hey!)
