She wears lipstick like bugs on a windshield,
everything to wear, but no where to go.
Nothing will stop her hate helicopter,
a swift love, a new low.
Are your ears burning?
Breaks the tape with extreme personal danger.
Armed to the teeth with her salvation maker.
She's gonna live forever.
She's Marsha, Queen of Diamonds.
Gushing to glow,
she knows she's a reason.
Crystalline glow,
she's six sheets to the wind.
She's Marsha, Queen of Diamonds.