Note: this is a lyrical remix to the song "paparazzi". The lady and myself have the same birthday so i wrote this to encapsulate the wonderful beauty of an Aries woman.
We are the rams
And we’re head-butting out
Right into your speaker
Right onto your dance floor – it’s so divine
You know we wet your appetites
Our dance moves are free
Lights a fire inside
We’ve got dreams for earrings - dangling next to spot lights in our eyes
Diamonds and pearls line our thighs
We’ve got nothing to hide
We’re the statuettes posing just for curiosity
We’re march, we’re march babies
Social circle paranoia cause we’re just too classy
We’re march, we’re march babies
Taking reign on the dance floor
Every single move makes for couture.
Social circle paranoia cause we’re just too classy
We’re march, we’re march babies
Transmission are clear, you can’t get enough
We’re the first in the house
& you won’t be the same
We’re organically made
Sirens in action and in name
We’re assertive as fuck
Get out of our way
Listen up – and obey
We wear sunglasses in the shade, to protect you from our icy gaze
We give back what we take
We’re the statuettes posing just for curiosity
We’re march, we’re march babies
Social circle paranoia cause we’re just too classy
We’re march, we’re march babies
Taking reign on the dance floor
Every single move makes for couture.
Social circle paranoia cause we’re just too classy
We’re march, we’re march babies
So sexy, we dance on the chandeliers
Accept us and jealousy will disappear
Mystified and part of the sublime
We’re crazy, but we have a good time!
We’re the statuettes posing just for curiosity
We’re march, we’re march babies
Social circle paranoia cause we’re just too classy
We’re march, we’re march babies
Taking reign on the dance floor
Every single move makes for couture.
Social circle paranoia cause we’re just too classy
We’re march, we’re march babies
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