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

Everyone gather around for a show Watch as this man disappears as we know Do me a favor and try to ignore Him in bed late at night, he's petrified As you watch him fall through a bleeding trapdoor He wakes up early today Throws on a mask that will alter

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

All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground. I might be apart of this Ripple on water from a lonesome drip A fallen tree that witness me Him and me. the life its self can not aspire To have someone be so admired

I told him, fuck away from these niggas, fuck away from these hoes All we do is flex On that steroids bitch watch that money stretch Probably turned around and he asked me where I'm goin' Fuck away from these niggas, fuck away from these hoes Never knew

Now you run around with him, and him, and him How you do that? I shut down my life for you (I shut down my life) How you act like I never held you every night And now you never call back, please (please) If you saw me, would you understand? That I can't

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

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

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