That replaced the reign of gold Couldn t have known that you Would feel so undersold If love was built on hindsight Then surely would have seen You were joining hands with the Tupperware Queen Yes you gave a groan When I took the throne But can you choose a Queen When you behave like a drone Where the silverware s not expected And certainly never been That s the ideal kingdom Of this Tupperware Queen I didn t mean to fool you Into feeling King Of anything but plastic And what plastic brings If gold is what she had It s what I could ve been The unaffordable dream Of this Tupperware Queen Yes you gave a groan When I took the throne But don t expect a gem When you re quarrying for stone Where the silverware s not expected And certainly never been That s the ideal kingdom Of this Tupperware Queen In future when that moan Has turned to stone And the slightest groan Feels so overblown Remember you re a drone And the Queen however plastic Runs to honeycomb

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