You hide your face not wanting others to see you in pain.
Or so you say.
Say, is it in vain that you touch up your make-up?
Razzle dazzle them my friend.
With your ravishing visage and spangled dress.
Up on those heels, the walk of fame, how does it feel?
Make them drool for what you 're worth, a piece of bidders' highest stock.
See? All come running, what a shock!
Wear your tiara, now, with pride, choose that photogenic side,
show them what you are for real, for you are Queen of the surreal.
Or so you say.
Say, is it in vain that you touch up your make-up?
Razzle dazzle them my friend.
With your ravishing visage and spangled dress.
Up on those heels, the walk of fame, how does it feel?
Make them drool for what you 're worth, a piece of bidders' highest stock.
See? All come running, what a shock!
Wear your tiara, now, with pride, choose that photogenic side,
show them what you are for real, for you are Queen of the surreal.
2 comments:
αρ γιου τοκινγκ του μι?
κοουζ ι ολγουειζ γουερ ε τιάρα!
Τσαπερδόνα δεν περίμενα κάτι άλλο από σένα! Μια πριντσέσα (είδες πως το μιλάω το αγγλικό;) μια κουήν μεγάλη και τρανή. Αλλά όχι και "ό,τι να 'ναι" - (of the surreal). Δεν είσαι και καμιά τυχαία! Για σένα έχω μεγαλεπήβολα σχέδια.
Λετς τοκ μπίζνες μάι τιάρα-γουέρινγκ κοπελιά!!
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