We’re on a big cruise ship
Assemble the crew
I’ve got this big boy hips
And I quite like blue
Who is who
Does it matter to you
You got no clue
There’s bound to be a truce
Don’t you stare
That’s not very nice
Do you care
About what I wear
Don’t you dare
Decide what’s fair
Do you share
Or is that quite rare
Ask me what I truly am
You say that I should pick a camp
I’m divisive indecisive greedy and needy
Selfish and self-righteous there ain’t no free lunches
I’m nasty nasty, big boy don’t you ask me
Nasty nasty, not a she I’m nasty
Nasty nasty, baby don’t you “GURL” me
Nasty nasty, N-A-S-T-Y nasty
You got your diamond rings
Your economy pink
Hear these wine glass clinks
Harmonise as you sing
Gold cufflinks
Pointing fingers with that bling
Why don’t you think
Why we can’t have nice things