Jonathan Dufour

Like the queen of of the nile

I stood for a while

Water dripping down my spine

Water turned to ice

Ice turned to wine

Thats how she left it all behind

Prince and the paupette

Trading places, fading faces

Lift it up and cock it

Losing traces, smoking aces

Royalty and rags

Busting out the drags

Princess that wore paper bags

Fairy tales aren't true

They've left it up to you

To figure out how plausible it is

The stories that we tell

Intrigue us and compelle

To trespass on these premises