I live a life
Of outrageous extravagance
From way up here
Show my talent and elegance
I have some weird peccadillos
Stick 'em on the rider
When I arrive
I want some heel-clickers
After my doughnut
A couple of lip-lickers
Moisturise them both
Then slap 'em on the rider
Woe is me
I'll let you know when I'm ready to sing
I can't exist
Can't do my thing
Without a brace of
Super hot psycho-ologists
Cover my back
With a sincere apologist
And where's the Dom
I know I wrote it in the rider
Take me up in a
Private elevator
And don't forget to bookeda
Bliss appropriator
What happened to the last guy
Check it in the rider
Woe is me
You'll never know when I'm ready to sing
I can't exist
Can't do my thing
Keep 'em waiting
While I prefer to stay
Catch a live performance
Just for me, Cirque du Soleil
Woe is me
I'll let you know when I'm ready to sing
I can't exist
Can't do my thing
Don't call me precious
Priceless is just fine
I'm worth even more
In this here swollen head of mine
Before I dance
Get my Poddy-macologist
I got bumps now
Where's my phrenologist
I'm off to the funny farm
It's all there in the rider
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