Conceptually, I have designed the trees
The fish, the light and the breeze
But where I'm at, they call me the queen of comedy
A master manipulator
There, at the end
It seems like, I'm skipping right here again
I've got a feeling, like I'm feeling
Like I don't wanna be the last one left
There's champagne on your nose
We're talking 'bout branches, rivers and clothes
Yeah we're talking and we're talking
Like we share some sort of mind of our own
Initially, I was a loyal dog
But now I'm lying to you because...
Because I can
