First lady

Give me the biggest shining diamond,
A palace, a garden, a well-done statue
Let me bath in a silky milk of almond
Bring me to wear the red lost shoe

Buy me the white, long, lace dress
Invite the family, the friends, the stars
You’re thinking i can give you a chance
To ruin the part i smoke my cigars

My vices, my hobbies, my everything
Aren’t worthy of a first lady’s class
Guessing you shouldn’t be my king
I’m returning to red wine, rising a glass

Escaping from another idealistic world
I’m pretty glad to say I’m not cursed
By taking men without speaking a word
Just because they give me a purse.