could have been a queen
in my dream, in my dream
when I was a teen
to be noticed and seen
I admit I was pretty green
but also very keen
to be a radical rapper
even a side stepper
but I was way to dapper
not a crazy and lazy leper
and also not a father mucker
or a mindless macho sucker
neither I am a pheasant plucker
or a driven down town trucker
who again has hit that damn ditch
and needed more than one stitch
ain’t that a bitch – ain’t that a bitch
that I’m even not rich or at least a witch ?
I feel a twitch and an itch
to swiftly switch to perfect pitch
to just avoid another glitch
I got derailed
no harm to have failed