The name's Monique;
you probably wanna remember it 'cause you'll be screaming it later,
I run my fingers through brown hair;
I observe the world through brown eyes;
I took my first breath on the fifth of June 1992.
I sing in the shower;
I dance to my own beat in the rain.
When I'm done here;
you'll be begging for my autograph.
Monique
Monique
Monique
Monique
Monique
loves you x