Kylie: You trespassed upon my kingdom Now you are in my sway Which basic'ly means as the Queen of all Queens I'm going to make you pay
Male 1: Will we be throwing him in the dungeon? Male 2: Or tossing him to the Bear?
Kylie: Well, one thing for sure We'll settle the score And trust me it's more than fair
Off with his shirt Males: Yeah! Kylie: Strip him down Don't be shy, boys go to town I'll bet that chest is heaven blessed So firm and cut
Off with his top Subjects: Yeah The Queen: Let it fly Check that six pack It's to die Tell every Lance and Bruce and Curt Off with his shirt
King Richard: Oh this is so fun. I want to fly like her, too. Someone pick me up. Pick me up too.
Kylie: Ooo, so now that you're in my power We'll put you behind these bars There you will stay taking orders all day 'Till Mars is aligned with Mars For our pleasure, we'll keep you waiting We'll adjust how long you serve But baby, you bet You're gonna get The punishment we deserve
Off with his shirt Males: Yeah! The Queen: That's the deal You're a beef-cake happy meal Go on you guys Just feast your eyes Until they hurt
Off with his shirt Males: Yeah! The Queen: 'Till the dawn Dig that lush pectoral lawn Drink in those lats and traps and delts And after that who knows what else? So save some room boys for dessert Oh, off with his shirtTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
