Why has he called us here?
Claiming catastrophe
Catastrophe
Something's gotta give
Something's gotta give
The final straw's been drawn
The last, the final straw
You strove for that wench
Basking in a glorying stench
To discern it
Just stop and laugh
Discern it
Just stop and laugh
And settle down
And explain
I can't bear to go through it again
She took her dad to New York
In the middle of a production
Her presence was requested
And the presidents were together
The woman can't control herself
She overexerts despite her health
And she's ruining this film
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire her now
Don't let this woman
Soar
How this studio can't control her
We've got a reputation to uphold here
Call the attorneys
And put it in the works
We'll show this paragon
We're not a bunch of jerks
We're princesses
That may be here
But if we can't scare
Cleopatra as well
Then firing Monroe
May save the show
In Rome and we'll regain control
This fateful weekend
We'll prepare her head
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
сами
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