Текст песни Cross The Line

I remember my first tryouts And my second and third too All the fear and holy hell The judges put me through I felt so belittled Man, they put me on the rack And now that I'm a senior This is my chance to give back I'll uphold the great tradition With these young lives on my watch Let's set the stage, I've come of age To be a raging, castrating, biotch Biotch!