(AlexanderBadlees)



Well, I take off my shoes

When I walk in her door

And try my best to levitate

'Cross her living room floor

'Cause you can't leave tracks

When you're on hollowed ground

She'll just make you sweep 'em up

Like you're being hunted down



(Chorus)

She's the queen of perfection

everybody knows why

She's the queen of perfection

And she's soon gonna die



She says,