Murder Most Unladylike Group Chat

Six Part Eight

Beanie: He got down on one knee but I said 'no way'

Packed my bags and moved in to a nu-nu-nunnery

Joined the Gospel Choir, our riffs were on fire

At the top of the charts is where I'm gonna stay

Kitty: Henry sent me a poem all about my green sleeves

I changed a couple words, put it on a sick beat

The song blew their minds, next minute I was signed

And now I'm writing lyrics for Shakesy-P

Hazel: Since my first son, my family's grown

We've made a band and got quite well-known

You could perhaps call us the Tudor Von Trapps

Ha, I'm just kidding, we're called the Royalling Stones

All: We're one of a kind, no category

Too many years, lost in history

We're free to take our crowning glory

For five more minutes

We're Six

Lavinia: What a shame, yeah, my face, it cost me the crown

So I moved to the Haus of Holbein in my home town

His mates were super arty but I showed 'em how to party

Now on my tour of Prussia, everybody gets down

Amina: Music man tried it on and I was like 'bye'

So I thought 'who needs him? I can give it a try'

I learned everything, now all I do is sing

And I'll do that until I die

Daisy: Heard all about these rocking chicks

Loved every song and each remix

So I went out and found them, and we laid down an album

Now I don't need your love, all I need is Six

All: We're one of a kind, no category

Too many years lost in history

We're free to take our crowning glory

For five more minutes

We're Six

Woah, woah, we're Six

Woah, oh, oh, oh, we're Six

Woah, woah, for five more minutes

Beanie: It's the end of the show, of the historemix

Kitty: We switched up the flow and we changed the prefix

Hazel: Everybody knows that we used to be six wives

Lavinia: But we want to say before we drop the curtain

Amina: Nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain

Daisy: All that we know is that we used to be six wives

All: But now we're one of a kind

No category

Too many years

Lost in history

Free to take

Our crowning glory

For five more minutes

We're one of a kind, no category

Too many years lost in history

We'e free to take our crowning glory

For five more minutes

We're Six

Woah, woah, we're Six

Woah, oh, oh, oh, we're Six

Woah, woah

For five, four, three, two, one more minute

We're Six!