"Royal Jelly" lyrics

"Royal Jelly"

Oh no, ooh Noel
There ain't no light at the end of the tunnel
Oh oh, don't ya know
There ain't no gold at the end of the rainbow
Oh no, oh no Noel
There's ain't no light at the end of the tunnel
Oh oh, don't ya know
There ain't no gold...

If you wanna be Queen Bee
Then you better make honey
If you wanna be Miss Thing
Then you better start hustling

Noel, know how you feel
You want it all and you want it easy
Well then, seat buckles locked
Going straight to the top but you might get queasy
All that, glitters you see
May not be gold but it sure is shiny
Come on, our seat buckles locked
Going straight to the top...

If you wanna be Queen Bee
Then you better make honey
If you wanna be Miss Thing
Then you better start hustling

Honey, so sweet, so swee-eeeet
Honey, so sweet, so swee-eeeet

If you wanna be Queen Bee (Oooo, Oooo, Oo-ooo)
Then you better make honey (Oooo, Oooo, Oo-ooo)
If you wanna be Miss Thing (Oooo, Oooo, Oo-ooo)
Then you better start hustling (Oooo, Oooo, Oo-ooo)
Noel, you gotta make the gold at the end of the rainbow


Writer(s): Lindsey Troy, Julie Scott Edwards
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