drama queen歌词
Chicka-pow! Don t shoot me down
Oh no! How low can you go
Driving fast to get to work
Queen is there just being a jerk
Running her mouth a million miles an hour
She s talking trash
It s going sour
That stuff that makes you hurt
Cut you down, make you hit the dirt
Say, She s got that DIVA thing
That D-I-V-A diva thing
Sing
Why can t you say ur sorry?
For treating me so naughty
Just want an apology
Is that against ur personal theology?
What d I do to deserve this?
How d I get on ur bad list?
Just want to make it right
Please Queen Please
Let s not fight
Let s not fight, Let s not fight, I don t wanna fight tonight
You had ur chance to right ur wrong
Can t we all just get along?
You go and talk behind my back
Don t you know that s whack
It s a personal attack
Oh snap
Some friend you are to me
Ur Miss Personality