You Don't Know Me

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

Aiden Zhane, oh, that's me
A little bit insane, hmm, maybe
Crawling from the shadows and into technicolor
If you don't know me now, you sure will later
Cute and sick
And that's just the half of it
I've got multiple personalities
Just imagine it

Ooh... Ah!
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've heard is wrong
You think you know me
But you don't know me
I've got my secrets in my bra (They're in my bra)
You don't know me

Yeah, it's Jaida
The essence of beauty
The gowns, the face, and tonnes of booty
But don't you be fooled by the perfect visage
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 plus so much more, there's no choice but to stan
Worked so hard to get here, but I still want more
Push farther into mainstream than any queen before
My stunning look, this sickening hook, I can do everything
And did I mention you'll be gagging when I start to sing!

You think you know me
But you don't know me
Everything that you've heard is wrong
You think you know me
But you don't know me
I've got my secrets in my bra (They're 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 of 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-doo
A high kick to a fart, I can send a grown man back home to his mama
In a nice little kick

Sweeter than Sherry
Hotter than a pie, ouch!
This campy queen will serve it
Till you bust your gut and cry
And I'm high-calorie
I'm full of fat
No, I'm not gluten-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've heard is wrong
You think you know me
But you don't know me
I've got my secrets in my bra (They're in my bra)
You don't know me