| Are you feeling pretty? | |
| (Universally adored) | |
| Keep the city busy | |
| (And demanding your reward) | |
| Are you feeling awesome? | |
| (Everybody loves a queen) | |
| See your state, it blossoms | |
| (High and low and inbetween) | |
| High and low and inbetween | |
| Your thighs | |
| I feel, I know | |
| I cannot stand all your talk | |
| Your little girly show | |
| Been there, but I've grown | |
| I cannot stand what you do | |
| Your little girly show | |
| Are you down and broken? | |
| (Life's demands are just too much) | |
| This is softly spoken | |
| (To portray a human touch) | |
| Are you lost and lonely? | |
| (And in need of one who dreams?) | |
| Just to steal the image | |
| (Mind and heart and inbetween) | |
| Mind and heart and inbetween | |
| Your thighs | |
| (What's with this bitch?) | |
| I raise the stakes as you're breaking | |
| A legend now in the making | |
| When all your muscles are aching | |
| I got the fortitude | |
| You seem to get by just faking | |
| But you can't stand the duration | |
| What do you think? I'm a spaceman? | |
| You just can't match my moves |