Well she was sheltered beyond belief,
She was mommy's little girl,
With her trinkets, jewels and keepsakes,
She was such a fake, she was one mistake,
That I made though I've laid her to memory.

And she has everything, diamond rings,
But you'll be fooled if you try to keep up, with her abrupt,
Changes and strangest moods.

Pampered from her first day,
Spoiled, beyond your wildest greed,
Now she's forced to look at life,
Though look at it she might, if it gets her uptight,
She'll adjourn, she will return to the apron strings.

And she has everything, diamond rings,
But you'll be fooled if you try to keep up, with her abrupt,
Changes and strangest moods.

Well our little princess is manic depressive,
Such mood swing routines, swiftly I saw through her screen.

Well she thinks she's an original,
But who would want to be like her?
Sure your gaze will find a resting place,
But there's hardly any trace of sense behind the face
She confused but that isn't news to those that know her.

And she has everything, diamond rings,
But you'll be fooled if you try to keep up, with her abrupt,
Changes and strangest moods.