You' re like a bee.
You take from everyone the best
and you leave free
That's the way it should be
You're like a spider
You spin
Your net
Wider
You're free
as a bird
always first
Never second or third
You're unique
Throughout your clique
You're Mystique
So Burlesque
Picturesque
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