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I killed my former and
Left her in the trunk on highway 10
Put the knife under the hood
If you find it, send it straight to Hollywood
Ha-a-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-a-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-a-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ah ah ah ah ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah-ah
Aura-a-a
Aura-a-a
Aura-a-a
Aura-a-a
Aura-a-a
Aura-a-a
I'm not a wandering slave, I am a woman of choice
My veil is protection for the gorgeousness of my face
You want to pity me 'cause there's always one man to love
But in the bedroom the size of him's more than enough
Do you wanna see me naked, lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the cover?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives behind the aura?
Behind the aura
Do you wanna touch me, cosmic lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the cover?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives behind the aura?
Behind the aura, behind the aura, behind the aura
Oh
Enigma popstar is fun, she wear burqa for fashion
It's not a statement as much, as just a move of passion
I may not walk on your street or shoot a gun on your soil
I hear you screaming, is it because of pleasure or toil?
Dance
Sex
Art
Pop
Dance
Sex
Art
Pop
Do you wanna see me naked, lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the cover?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives behind the aura?
Behind the aura
Do you wanna touch me, cosmic lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the cover?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives behind the aura?
Behind the aura, behind the urtain, behind the burqa
Oh
ARTPOP