From the time she could crawl
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She was all draped in macrame'
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She was preen and redeemed
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In a church that tried to show the way
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She was taught to never ask for more
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They had no idea of what she had in store
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She's the queen of the 21st century
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Just a ghost of what her parents thought a little girl should be
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Analog heart, analog nerves, analog brain
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But a fixture of the digital domain
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Woh...
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From the time she could read
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She could see that there was urgency
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No debate, just a spate of ignorance in a splintering community
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She could never meet their expectations
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Then she came to symbolize the nation
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She's the queen of the 21st century
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Just a shell of what her parents thought a little girl should be
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Steeped in spite, coddled in fear, drenched in novelty
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Oh but masterful of sensual technology
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Oh...
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She's the queen
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She's the queen
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No rules in her empire
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She's the queen
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Just libido and desire
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She's a lean, mean fighting machine
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The stuff for modern media lore
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And she always knows the score
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She's the queen of the 21st century
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Just a ghost of what her parents thought a little girl should be
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Fallen star, black and blue, broken hearts, wasted youth
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Rusted cars, twisted roots, mental scars, the ugly truth
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Oh...
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She's the queen of the 21st century
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And she's a modern day romantic, a walking controversy
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She's the queen of the 21st century
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She's the queen
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Queen Of The 21st Century
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