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standing there
She's the latest of the greatest with the wind blowin' in her hair
The prima donna she's back in town
And you see her for miles around
So
been with him, and you come back my lady
What's he like?

I just sit and watch the ocean
By myself, even doing my own cookin'
You can laugh and you're
you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
And she's not coming back to you

Show
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
The winter queen looks up and sighs
I wish that I controlled the skies
For up above is where to stand
To rule those who walk on the land

The summer
Oh lover, oh lover
Where is the thunder?
How long for the summer?

Like a bird I will fly back to the sky
Queen of the cast offs
I will rise
and roll

You know my head is sweating
I can't dance and I can't relax
Outside is too threatening now
I've come this far and I can't go back

Call up
But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you

Salve
But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you

Salve
me up to the babaumba beat
Take the beat, take the fight
Take me back into the ring tonight

It's the African queen, we got the summer night grand
fools! But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you
Show
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
or killin' me is unlikely
Welcome to Cedar Block and...

I think I might bang the whole summertime
Top down in the winter, nigga this summer's mine
I think I
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
beneath the trees.
Flowing free, the summer breeze is sweet.
But in this place, I'm choked by my own air.
I love the taste, of your blackened lips.
shack
Is by an old railroad track
Like a millionaire's mansion
Keep callin' me back
I'd give up a palace if I was a king
Because it's more than
a millionaire's mansion
Is calling me back

I'd give up a palace 
If I were a king
It's more than a palace
It's my everything
There's a queen waiting there
a millionaire's mansion
Is calling me back

I'd give up a palace
If I were a king
It's more than a palace
It's my everything
There's a queen waiting there
With
matter of fact, I think I'mma bring Donna Karan with me
And you my son, I don't know, it's just the parent in me
I am the best, I am the queen, it's so
Highway 90.
Lock my up in a disco and throw away the key.
I wanna be Donna Summer.
But I'll bet she wouldn't wanna be me.

Driving down Highway 90.