Lyrics Monarch Butterfly - Hotel Mira

Monarch Butterfly

I’ll be a monarch butterfly I’ll be king among the moths
Can I be your favourite 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 the moths
Can I be your favourite concubine?
And I’ll turn tricks if I get lost.
You can make a decent living
doing anything you hate and them’s the breaks
And 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 because 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 like a monarch butterfly
Like your favourite concubine I’m king.