Then put your panties on in the mirror, Cleopatra Wake up to your girl for now, let's call her Cleopatra, Cleopatra No more, he has killed Cleopatra, Cleopatraīig sun coming strong through the motel blinds No more, she lives no more serpent in her room Our war is over, our queen has met her doom Remove her, send the cheetahs to the tomb I found my black queen Cleopatra, bad dreams, Cleopatra I found you laying down with Samson and his full head of hair How could you run off on me? How could you run off on us? What good is a jewel that ain't still precious?
Our skin like bronze and our hair like cashmereĪs we march to the rhythm, on the palace floorĬhandeliers inside the pyramid, tremble from the forceĬymbals crash inside the pyramid, voices fill up the halls We'll run to the future, shining like diamonds
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