The Grand Duchess of San Francisco
She holds court every Thursday night
Watching the mirror at the disco
To see her stones touched by the light
She parties like shes won a war
Willing to die for a truth that no one sees
That her love pours from the heart of God
Though to the world its just a disease
She hates to live in the spotlight
Cause aint life just a bitter pill
She hates to live in the spotlight
But its an emptiness she can fill
Only men worry if theyre not free
Philosophy - it makes her sigh
She serves at the pleasure of the king
And everything else she says is a lie
She hates to live in the spotlight
But honey who could refuse
She hates to live in the spotlight
But its where she cant lose