Well she comes from the land Of Valencian winds Deciduous daydream See sometimes just maybe The mistress of when Dressage round the bend A triptych of new touch From heaven to men Invisible trends She likes nice cars She bites the heads off Her mutual friends We dine at the table She sits at the end She likes big words And playing pretend Come now dear boys How, where to begin? Of the prison within She's Ursula, major Your sashes of New-Ro She's always in parties She's struggling to win From psychic to sin Your need to defend So pseudo-mindacious Let down your void She's cruel in bed You'd think she was precious Something like you said Cause she's got the secret In which fate depends She likes nice cars Impossible trends She bites the heads off Her beautiful friends We dine at the table She likes big words She sits at the end Although we'll never comprehend She likes nice cars Invisible trends She bites the heads off Her musical friends We dine at the table She sits at the end She likes big words She likes nice cars She bites the heads off Her beautiful friends Impossible trends She lights all the candles She likes the ones They burn at both ends That you'll never understand She likes big words

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Writer(s): ALEC PURO, ELIJAH BLUE ALLMAN, RENN HAWKEY