I looked at myself in the mirror, all dressed up.
The dress showed to much clevage. And I was too old for it. But I didn't care. I was going to turn heads. Who said Queen's couldn't be daring?
(This with bright glossy red lipstick)
The makeup was heavier then normal but I loved it.
(Old hair)
Sure I loved my old hair but it was time for a change.
(New hair but red)
I was gorgeous, I was strong. I looked like a classy Selection Celeste. I laughed. My dad once told me I never knew how beautiful I was, but I truly saw now. There was no one to block me. I was me, I was America Singer, I was Queen
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