I want you to Worship me, put me on your throne. Carry me over your thresh hold, love me to the bone. Tell me I am special, Let me rule your world, shower me with diamonds, give me strings 'o' pearls, allow my sunshine to enter your darkness, let me rule your world. Tell me I am beautiful, kiss my hand, I am QUEEN, Give me all of your riches, because I want everything. Tell me I am beautiful, like a daddy's little girl. Bow at my feet. Let me rule your world. Be my captive audience, kiss my twinkle toes, buy me a castle, just because my hair smells like a rose, Be my captive audience, and watch our dreams unfurl, I'll tell it to the mountains, let me rule your world. . .
Reason for writing:
Shouldn't all women be treated like the QUEENS that we are?
Birth sign: Libra
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