Cleaves:
Sitting here all alone. On a trone. In a place that I happen to own. Bring me some pheasant, keep it on the bone.
Fill my goble t up to the brim. Sippim on tea as I spill it on my dress with a gold lace trim. Not very prim and proper, can't make me stop.
I want to hunting any takers I'm no fake, cause I goa acers and acers. Payed for with my own riches. Where the hounds at? Release the b*tches.
All:
Woof.
Cleaves:
Everyday. Hit back for a round of cricket yea. 'cause I'm a player. And tomorrow I'll hit replay.
All:
You.
Cleaves:
You said that I tricked you.
All:
'cause I.
Cleaves:
I didn't look like my profile picture.
All: Too.
Cleaves:
Too bad I don't agree. Because I'm gonna leave it on so everyone can see and you can't stop me 'cause.
Cleaves:
I'm the queen of the castle, get down you dirty rascole.
Get down.
G-g-g-get down.
Get down.
'cause I'm the queen of the castle.
Cleaves:
When I get bored. I go to court. Pull op outside in my carriage, don't got no marriage, so I have a little flirt with the footman. As he takes my fur.
All:
Haaaaa?!
Cleaves:
As you were. Making my way to the dance floor some boys making their way, I ignore them. As my jam comes on the lut. Looking cute.
All:
That is gut.
Cleaves:
All eyes on me.
All:
No criticism.
Cleaves:
I look more rad than
All:
Lutheranism.
Cleaves:
Dance so hard that I causing a sensation. OK ladies let's get in reformation.
All:
You.
Cleaves:
You said that I tricked you.
All:
'cause I.
Cleaves:
I didn't look like my profile picture.
All: Too.
Cleaves:
Too bad I don't agree. Because I'm gonna leave it on so everyone can see and you can't stop me 'cause.
Cleaves:
I'm the queen of the castle, get down you dirty rascole.
Get down.
G-g-g-get down.
Get down.
'cause I'm the queen of the castle.
Cleaves:
Now, I'm saying that I'm a gold digger, but check my prenup. And go figure.
All:
I got gold chains.
Cleaves:
Symbolic to my faith of the higher power.
All:
In the fast lain.
Cleaves:
My horses can run up to 12 miles an hour.
All:
Let me explain.
Cleaves:
I'm a weinershitzel, not an English flower.
No one tells me i need a rich man, doing my thing in my palace in Richmond.
All:
You.
Cleaves:
You said that I tricked you.
All:
'cause I.
Cleaves:
I didn't look like my profile picture.
All: Too.
Cleaves:
Too bad I don't agree. Because I'm gonna leave it on so everyone can see and you can't stop me 'cause.
Cleaves:
I'm the queen of the castle, get down you dirty rascole.
Get down.
G-g-g-get down.
Get down.
'cause I'm the queen of the castle.
