You Don't Know Me

You think you know me
But you don't know me
Everything that you heard is wrong
You don't know me

Ainden Zhane... oh, that's me
A little bit insane... hmm, maybe
Crawling from the shadows and into thecnicolor
If you don't know me now, you sure will latter
Cute and sick
And that's just half of it
I've got multiples personalities
Just imagine it
Oohh... ahh! Hi, boys
I don't know you, but you definitely know me
I grew up in a big city full of sin
Where everyone knows my name
Dahlia
I've won titles sold out venues
Took their money and their guys
And now I'm here to claim my rightful prize, the crown

You think you know me
But you don't know me
Everything that you heard is wrong
You don't know me
But you don't know me
I got my secrets in my bra
You don't know me

Yip, it's Jaida the essence of beauty
The gowns, the face, and tons of booty
But don't you be fooled by the perfect facade
She always rises despite the odds
She's funny, she's witty
She's got talent beyond recognition
And that's how mother dear will slay the competition

Marsha, Marsha, Marsha, move over sis, it's Jan
The girl next door with so much more
There's no choice but to stand
Work so hard to get here, but I still want more
Push farther into mainstream than any queen before
My stunning look, the sickening hook
I can do everything
And did I mention you'll be gagging when I start sing?

You think you know me
But you don't know me
Everything that you heard is wrong
You think you know me
But you don't know me
I got my secrets in my bra
You don't know me

The name's Rock M. Sakura, see?
Back in San Francisco, I'm famous for a couple things
Dipping down low, splitting like there's no tomorrow
And so much white liner it masks my inability
To establish a deep, personal connection
But most of all, my dazzling 23-skidoo 'do
A high kick to a fart
That can send a grown man back home to his mama
In a nice, little cab

Sweeter than Sherry
Hotter than a Pie, ouch!
This campy queen will serve it
'Till you bust your gut and cry
And I'm so high-calorie
I'm full of fat
No, I'm not glutten-free eew
So open up get ready for a mother-tucking show
I'm fully baked and I'm ready to feed you 'till you blow, oh

You think you know me
But you don't know me
Everything that you heard is wrong
You think you know me
But you don't know me
I got my secrets in my bra
You don't know me
Oh, oh, aaaahhh!