Instant Martya Lyrics by Mika
She's an instant martya
A drama queen
she gets up like a style
cries like she used to
Walking around with this heir of a queen,
She doesn't knows what she wants
Knows how to use you...
(Oh)
Where are the stars up in the sky ,
isn't there hope for you and I, my darling?
I am so intolerably blue
At the thought of leaving you, my darling,
Honey pie.
(Ooh)
It's in her eyes
(sugar)
Gonna get you down
(Ooh)
It's no surprise
(lover)
Come around
She's the cream of the crop,
She's the cropper of the cream,
She's the turn of your life,
One in a million.
Walking around with this heir of a queen.
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