Letras
Well, I take off my shoes when I walk in her door
And try my best to levitate 'cross her living room floor
'Cause you can't leave tracks when you're on hallowed ground
She'll just make you sweep 'em up like you're being hunted down
She's the queen of perfection, everybody knows why
She's the queen of perfection, and she's soon gonna die
She says, "Your body is a temple, boy, you ought to treat it well"
But she tries to place and rent it out like it's some cheap motel
And she takes away my plate before I finish my meal
And works on my hygiene against my will
She's the queen of perfection, everybody knows why
She's the queen of perfection, and she's soon gonna die
Marie Antoinette just said, "Let them eat cake"
While she should have been planning her own damn escape
Now I smile 'cross the table at my lady supreme
Knowing that her coffee's laced with Mr. Clean
Well, she's the queen of perfection, everybody knows why
The queen of perfection, and she's soon gonna die
The queen of perfection, everybody knows why
She's the queen of perfection, and
She's soon gonna die (Soon gonna die)
