I killed my former friend
Left her in the trunk on highway 10
Put the knife under the hood
If you find it, send it straight to Hollywood
Hahahaha,
Hahahaha,
Hahahaha!
Aura-a-a-a,
Aura-a-a-a,
Aura-a-a-a,
Aura-a-a-a!
I’m not a wandering slave
I am a woman of choice
My veil is protection for
The gorgeousness of my face
You want to fancy me
’Cause there’s always one man to love
But in the bedroom
The size of him’s more than enough
Do you wanna see me naked, lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the cover?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives
Behind the aura, behind the aura?
Do you wanna touch me, cosmic lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the cover?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives
Behind the aura
Behind the aura
Behind the aura
Behind the aura
Enigma popstar is fun
She wears burqa for fashion
It’s not a statement as much
As just a move of passion
I may not walk on your street
Or shoot a gun on your soil
I hear you screaming
Is it because of pleasure or toil?
Dance, sex, art, pop!
Dance, sex, art, pop!
Do you wanna see me naked, lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the cover?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives
Behind the aura, behind the aura?
Do you wanna touch me, cosmic lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the cover?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives
Behind the aura
Behind the aura
Behind the aura
Behind the curtain
Behind the burqa
Artpop!
