Take a look around the world Don't tell your man what you don't do right Not tell him all the things that make you cry But check yourself for your own shit / shame And don't be making love like it's always You see such bad things happening There are many

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Dead, dead, you'll always be dead to me Dead, dead, dead You'll always be dead to me You belong in the grave never to be heard from again Losing it, get a grip, turn it around No one here cares if you're running your mouth I won't wait around 'til you

It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go So if you really love me, come on and let it show You know I love you I always will My mind's made up by the way that I feel There's no beginning, there'll be no end 'Cause on my love you can depend I feel

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Sky's on, fire The stars come Attempted to warn you Pay no mind to what the doubters all say I'mma be around for ever, always You can bet on it You know I, tried to

Never missed a beat Total satisfaction Always guaranteed No one needs to know Before I have to go I've been around the world I've known a lot of girls

I go to sleep, sleep And imagine that you're there with me When I look up from my pillow I dream you are there with me Though you are far away I know you'll always be near to me I look around me And feel you are ever so close to me Each tear that flows

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see