Off With His Shirt

You trespassed upon my kingdom
And now you are in my sway
Which basically means
As a Queen of all Queens
I’m going to make you pay
(Will we be throwing him in the dungeon?
Or tossing him to the bear?)
Well, one thing for sure
We’ll settle the score
And trust me, it’s more than fair

Off with his sh*rt (yeah)
S**ip him down
Don't be shy boys, go to town
I'll b*t that chest
Is heaven blessed
So firm and pert
Off with his top (yeah)
Let it fly
Check that six-pack, it's to die
Tell ever Lance and Bruce and Kurt
Off with his sh*rt
(Oh this is so fun, I want to fly like her too
Someone pick me up, go on, pick me up too)

Mmm, so now that you’re in my power
We’ll put you behind these bars
There you will stay
Taking orders all day
'Til Mars is aligned with Mars
For our pleasure, we’ll keep you waiting
Who knows just how long you’ll serve
But baby you b*t
You’re gonna get
The punishment we deserve

Off with his sh*rt (yeah)
That's the deal
You’re a beefcake happy meal
Go on you g*ys
Just feast your eyes
Until they hurt
Off with his sh*rt (yeah)
‘Til the dawn
Dig that lush back, soar all along
Drink in those lats and traps and delts
And after that who knows what else
So save some room, boys, for dessert
Oh, off with his sh*rt