It's a long way down Point of no return and now It's just too late to turn around I try to forgive you We built it up so high and now I'm fallin' We've been in fire Went down in the flames We sailed the ocean And drowned in the waves

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

Dámelo papi chulo Baby, back back back it up Oh, my gosh oh, my gah I love it when you drop it down You turn around and make it bounce Boom boom, mami mami mami Ain't nothing fake on you You so so real (so real)

To me, to me Sooner or later it all comes around Hopefully then I will see After the people and places are gone You will come back, you will come back to me You will come back to me Woman help me, you turn my head in circles Mama blessed me with magnet

Who you gonna call When your road runs out at the sea You can turn around and walk back to me Where you gonna go What ya gonna do when you get there You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do When you get tired of runnin' June fell

But when you’re bad And you’re lookin’ at me just like that Reach up and you take my hat and you turn it around Steal my drink and you shoot it on down When you’re wild, child, flashin’ that come here smile Spinnin’ in your little red dress Show a little

You know I'm such a fool for you You've got me wrapped around your finger Do you have to, do you have to, do have to let it linger? Do have to let it linger? And I'm in so deep If you, if you could return Don't let it burn Don't let it fade I'm sure I'm

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

Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumblin' around like a wasted zombie Yeah, we think we're free Drink, this one's on me We're all chained to the rhythm So comfortable, we're livin' in a bubble, bubble So comfortable,

Hey, hey, hey I turned up the radio But I can't hear it The world is collapsing Around our ears I could tell that you had been crying, crying I've everything to hide (everything to hide) Hey, I can't find nothing on the radio Ah, yo turn to that station