I want fancy things and a fancy life.
I wanna go to fancy things and talk to fancy people.
I want fancy people to talk to me. And be fancy with me. And we’ll go hand-in-hand to all the fancy places and be fancy together. And (fancy) people will say, “Well, ain’t she fancy.” And I will say, “Hells yes! I am fancy. See my fancy butt.” And I will show them my fancy butt and they will like it (because who doesn’t like a fancy butt now and again.) And then we, me and all the other Fancy People, will go to fancy parties and eat fancy food and get fabulously fancy prizes for being so damn fancy.
But not too fancy.