I'll be a monarch butterfly
I'll be king
Among them all

Can I be your favorite concubine?
And I'll turn tricks if I get lost

Your broken English makes me horny
Your perfect Spanish makes me weak
I'm such a creep

And if I lived in New York City
I'd fall in love once a week
I'm yours to keep

I'll be a monarch butterfly
I'll be king among them all

Can I be your favorite concubine?
And I'll turn tricks if I get lost

You can make a decent living
Doing anything you hate
But them's the breaks

If I die before my wedding
Get someone else to cut the cake
'cause I'm too fake
I'm alive now, thank you, Oliver
I'm alright now, and that's 'cause of her

I'm in her hive now
She's at the top of the stairs
I've arrived now
And I'm not gonna share, no

No, I won't

Just like a monarch butterfly
Just like your favorite concubine
I'm king