You Don't Know Me

You think you know me But you don't know me Everything that you heard is wrong You don't know me Ainden Zhane... oh, that's me A little bit insane... hmm, maybe Crawling from the shadows and into thecnicolor If you don't know me now, you sure will latter Cute and sick And that's just half of it I've got multiples personalities Just imagine it Oohh... ahh! Hi, boys I don't know you, but you definitely know me I grew up in a big city full of sin Where everyone knows my name Dahlia I've won titles sold out venues Took their money and their guys And now I'm here to claim my rightful prize, the crown You think you know me But you don't know me Everything that you heard is wrong You don't know me But you don't know me I got my secrets in my bra You don't know me Yip, it's Jaida the essence of beauty The gowns, the face, and tons of booty But don't you be fooled by the perfect facade She always rises despite the odds She's funny, she's witty She's got talent beyond recognition And that's how mother dear will slay the competition Marsha, Marsha, Marsha, move over sis, it's Jan The girl next door with so much more There's no choice but to stand Work so hard to get here, but I still want more Push farther into mainstream than any queen before My stunning look, the sickening hook I can do everything And did I mention you'll be gagging when I start sing? You think you know me But you don't know me Everything that you heard is wrong You think you know me But you don't know me I got my secrets in my bra You don't know me The name's Rock M. Sakura, see? Back in San Francisco, I'm famous for a couple things Dipping down low, splitting like there's no tomorrow And so much white liner it masks my inability To establish a deep, personal connection But most of all, my dazzling 23-skidoo 'do A high kick to a fart That can send a grown man back home to his mama In a nice, little cab Sweeter than Sherry Hotter than a Pie, ouch! This campy queen will serve it 'Till you bust your gut and cry And I'm so high-calorie I'm full of fat No, I'm not glutten-free eew So open up get ready for a mother-tucking show I'm fully baked and I'm ready to feed you 'till you blow, oh You think you know me But you don't know me Everything that you heard is wrong You think you know me But you don't know me I got my secrets in my bra You don't know me Oh, oh, aaaahhh!