Lyrics
So, New York, we're gonna hold a little contest for you
And the rules are simple
The queen who was dealt the worst hand
The queen with the most hardships to withstand
The queen for whom it didn't really go as planned
Shall be the one to lead the band!
So what do you think, New York?
Are you ready to choose your leading lady?
Oh, come on
We said, are you ready?
Welcome to the show, to the coronation
Who will take the crown, be the pop sensation?
Everybody knows that we used to be six wives (six wives, six wives, six wives)
(Six wives!)