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If you're living your truth,

then you're a part
of the revolution.

You're a part of the evolution.

We know that visibility
isn't justice.

But visibility can be the key
that unlocks it all, y'all.

- Okay?

I want to thank you all
for living in your truth today,

for saying,
"Fuck this rain bullshit..."

and being here for each other.

I mean, y'all are
makin' me wet, okay?

Ba-doop-boop-ba-doop.

And I wanna thank
our LGBTQ+ allies.

Yes! I see you.
We see you.

- You okay, darling?
- Oh, I'm sorry.

Live your truth.

You have nothing to hide.

That's right.
That's right. Yeah!

So, you know what?
Hiding is, like,
so five years ago.

Hiding... isn't
the key to anything.

Hiding, uh, hiding...

hiding... takes away
the bright light that you are.

- So, fuck that shade and shine!

- Shine! Yes!

Yes, Queen!
Give us that beat!

Give us that beat!
Yeah, woo, woo!

♪ This shit is my jam ♪

- ♪ This shit is my jam ♪
Come on, y'all! Yeah!

Yes! Yes!

♪ This shit is my jam ♪

♪ This shit
is my jam ♪

♪ This shit is my jam ♪

♪ ♪

Oh, shit.
I gotta go.
Thank you.

Hey!
I got us iced coffees.

Uh, yeah,
I saw you leaving.

- Are you wanted by
the law or something?
- No.

What was that
Looney Tunes exit?

Yosemite Sam chasing
you down or some shit?

- No.
- Okay.

I saw my son,
and I didn't want him
to see me here with you.

He doesn't know about me?

He doesn't know about me,

or you, or, or me with you.

He doesn't know you're in
an open marriage?

You are in an open marriage,
aren't you?

I wasn't till you.

Are-are you fucking kidding me?

I never said I was in
an open marriage.

You never said you weren't.

I mean,
you get out of my bed,
and go home to a husband.

That's... That's
an open marriage.

We, we probably should've
discussed this before now.

Y- Ya think?

I mean,
I'm, I'm, I'm on stage
telling people not to hide...

as I watch you,
the person I've been fucking
for the last three weeks,

pretty much nonstop
skulking away.

I, I, I know, but...

our times together
are so special,

and I didn't want to
bring up something,

- something--
- Something like the truth?

- No.
- Jesus Christ, Miranda.

Why did you even
put yourself out there
if you're not available?

It's not fair... to not
bring this up until now.

You knew all this
was new to me.

New to being queer
is one thing,

married and lying
is another. Shit.

I, I,

This all happened so fast.

I wasn't expecting you.

- Mm.
- I've been married for forever,

and I, and I,
and I didn't want to--

I mean, it's complicated.

No, I'm sure it is...
for you.

But it's not for me.

'Cause I can't let it be.
I'm very clear who I am.

I don't sneak around,
I don't cheat, and I don't lie.

I'm a lot of things...
but I'm not a homewrecker.

- My home's wrecked already.
- Thank you for the coffee.

- Seriously?
- Yeah, yeah.

I can't do this with you,
no matter how much I want to.

- Wait, no, no. That's it?
- Yeah, it is until you
figure out your life.

I--

- Che, can I get
a selfie with you?
- Hey!

Oh, yeah, yeah,
yeah, sure.

Thank you!
We love you,
thank you so much!

Enter at your own risk.

Oh my god.
It's like the Barneys
warehouse sale.

Oh, you remember
the Barneys
warehouse sale?

Remember it?

I used to get
my assistant

to camp out
on 17th Street

so I'd be
the first one in.

- That was quite a scene.
- Oh, don't I know it, sister.

I almost got into
a knife fight
with a woman

- Over a Bottega
cashmere wrap coat.
- That was you?

I bet you'd cut a bitch
for some cashmere.

And you'd be right.

Mm.

Mm.

You asked me where
I've been all week?

This is where I've been,
in my 20s, 30s, and 40s.

And that's just
on that rack.

Oh...

- Do you want to see
something amazing?
- Always.

I don't wanna brag...

but it is
my pride and joy.

That's quite a build-up.

- I'm not worried.
- Hm!

No.

- No.
- Yes.

- No!
- Yes.

Okay.

- What the fuck am I looking at?

Versace.

I've only worn her twice,

once in Paris,
and once here
just for fun.

I sat at that window,

and ate a whole thing
of Jiffy Pop.

Fabulous.
What're you gonna
do with it now?

- I mean, besides leave
it to me in your will.
- Ha, ha.

Charlotte's daughter, Lily,
has been here all week

helping me
archive everything,

you know, for proper storage

in exchange
for some of my...

vintage pieces, which,
sadly, were not vintage
when I bought them.

Oh, no, you, you
can't smoke in here.

But... I feel like
I just had sex.

I know, I'm sorry,
but I, I smoked
in here one night,

and then, everything
smelled like a cigarette,

and I was
right back there

wanting to smoke
morning, noon,

and while
I was sleeping.

I swear this is true.
I woke up one morning

with a lit cigarette
in my hand.

Exactly, so now,
I allow myself

one a day in a walk
around the block

with, like,
three kerchiefs
on my head,

and Playtex
kitchen gloves.

I just can't risk
having that smell,

you know, in my hair,
and... on my hand
going, "Eew."

- That's a good look.
- No, I'm sure I look insane,

but I'll sit on
the stoop with you...

if my new neighbor's
not out there again.

And, um, we're in line,

and then eventually
he looks at me,
and he's like,

- "No..."
- Nope.

Girlfriend likes her
some stoop.

She's so cool.

Always very, you know,

one shoulder naked
with a gorgeous

rope jewelry,
somethin' special
around her neck.

Well, what the fuck
does Ashley know?

- She's fuckin' crazy.
- She's not crazy.

- You just don't know her.
- Mmm.

- The guy's sexy.
- They always are.

What I wanna know

is how can she afford
the good apartment
under me at her age?

- Russian hooker.
- Why would you say that?

- It's a common scenario
in high-end real estate.
- Hmm.

Didn't know that.

So, they bumped me
up to first- Class,

and I was like,
I don't care that
we just landed, dude,

I'm not gettin'
off this plane.

"Air Marshal to first- Class,
we have a hostile hipster."

Hipster? Hipster?
Fuck you, dude.

What, no one has a name?

- Everyone's just dude?
- Yeah, that's right, dude.

- Okay.

Hello?

Oh, hi, it's Carrie.
Sorry, did I wake you?

Nah, yeah,
I'm awake, I'm awake.

You sound like
you're sleeping.

Nah, I'm just scared.

The only person
to call my phone
to talk is my grandma.

And she died, like,
five years ago, so...

I have a very
serious question,

and you're the only person
I know who would be up at 2:30.

Yeah, we just ate.

My girlfriend Smoke's
on a design deadline

and she's sewin'
like a mutha.

Oh, wait a minute.

You have a girlfriend?

And her name is Smoke?

And she's a designer?

Yeah, I have a whole life.

Well, I hope
to meet her sometime.

Can do.
So... what's the buzz?

Is there like a cool way

to ask my new neighbor
to please stop making

so much noise
outside on the stoop?

Do you own
a licensed firearm?

- No, I do not.
- Then, no. Lay low.

The last building
I lived in...

the lady yelled
out the window
for us to be quiet.

And from then on,
we called her

the Wicked Witch
of the West Side.

She was only, like, 30.

Well, I... I wasn't
planning on yelling,

but there's, like,
a whole group now,

and they're keeping me up.

Dude, just close
your window.

I did that, but one girl
has a laugh that...

defies any sound barrier.

- Oh, wait!

- There, hold on.

- Did you hear it?
- Yeah, I did.

You want me to come
over with my gun?

Jackie, you better
not have a gun.

I don't.
It's just a bit!

I'll bring you
the gun tomorrow.

Okay, good night.

Exactly.
And I was like,
"Yeah, I can move out.

I can move out
as soon as you want.
How's never?!"

You are so funny! Stop!

Seriously? Stop!

No, you stop!

Swear to god. Swear to god.
She goes like,

"What!"
I'm like, if I gotta--

Come on!

- Sorry, ma'am.
- Jesus.

Ma'am.

Hey... thought you
said you were going
out for your run.

And I thought you said
you were gonna start

wearing this
Oura ring today,

and yet, it is
still in the box.

I feel silly wearing
a fitness ring, babe.

Well, maybe, you
haven't noticed,

but men your age are suddenly
developing heart problems.

- Is this about that baked brie
I ordered last week?
Yes.

And also,
the Hershey Kisses

that I found
in the shoebox
in the closet.

- Busted.
- Mm-hm.

So, I splurge
once in a while.
What's the big deal?

I'm at my fightin'
weight, babe.

If you die on me,
I will kill you.

Now, this is all synced up
to your phone,

ready to go,
so put it on now.

Hm, well, if you want me
to wear your ring, you see,

then you gotta
ask me properly.

Harry.

I mean, this is
a big commitment.

Harry...

- will you wear this ring?
- I will.

- So romantic.
- Mm-hm.

- As long as you're down there--
- Yeah?

You wanna, maybe,
seal the deal?

Do you think we have time?

- Hmm, yeah, there's time.
- Okay.

Mm-hm.
Mom, where's the paper
that you signed for-- Oh!

Ow.

- Did she see us?
- She definitely saw us.

Oh shit.

You slammed the door
into my head.

Oh, baby, I'm so sorry.

But I was, I was
checking your daddy's
penis for cancer.

- What?!
- I didn't want to worry you.

And it's fine.
It's, it's just a bump.

I, I didn't even
break the skin.

Let's go get some ice.

Get you later.
Coming!

Hope you're ready for some
heavy lifting today, Lily!

It's your downstairs neighbor.

Shit.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Hi, um, sor-- I just--
I, I came to apologize
for last night.

I mean, we lost total
track of time partying,

and being annoying,
and having a little
too much fun,

so I'm sorry
that we woke you.

Oh gosh, no.
I wasn't asleep.
No, no. I stay up...

- I stay up really late,
too, yeah.
- Yeah.

No, I only yelled
because, um...

because I was, I was,
I was trying to write...

'cause I'm a writer.

- I write books.
- W-Wow, that's so cool.

- Thank you.
- Well, I, I just wanted
to say I'm so sorry.

- It won't happen again.
- Thank you.

- It's only because I write.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- Thank you.

That!

Unbelievable...

- All right.

- Now go.
- Sorry, I, I just
didn't feel comfortable

blurting this out in line
at The Lobster Place.

Blurting what out?

So, tonight, during
our dessert ritual,

I'm gonna ask Steve
for a divorce.

Okay, I guess let's
table my new neighbor
for a different time.

I mean, I, I have to.

I, I can't sneak
around anymore.

- It's not fair
to Che or to Steve.
- Or to you.

Charlotte?

I guess you know
what you're doing.

Oh... okay.

No, really.
I'm not throwing shade.

Throwing shade?

It's what my kids say.

No, I mean it, Miranda.

It's your life...
What do I know about how
you should handle it?

I cannot even handle
my own life right now.

- Is this to do with Rock?
- No, it's Lily.

She came into
the bathroom this morning
when I was on my knees

about to blow Harry,
and I freaked out.

Uh, back up.
Back the truck up.

- You still blow Harry?
- Oh, is it his birthday?

No, and yes,
I still blow Harry.

Now, do you guys have
that out of your system,

- so that I can talk
about my problem?
- In a second.

- You still blow Harry?
- Is he dying
or something?

No, but I panicked
when Lily saw me
holding his penis.

Way to put me off
my king crab leg.

- So, I told her...

that I was checking it
for cancer.

You still blow Harry?

You guys,
this is not funny to me.

I had this whole
parenting philosophy

where I wanted
to normalize sex,

so that my kids would
never feel weird about it

the way I did growing up.

And in one violent impulse,

- I ruined everything.
- What violent impulse?

Oh, I, I, I slammed the door
and I hit Lily in the head.

Did I, did I not say that?

Well, I did.
All 'cause I didn't want
her to see me that way.

Just talk to Lily.
You know, reframe it.

Maybe, admit...

that you panicked
because of the way
you were brought up.

You know,
it's an opportunity
to get closer to her.

Reframe it... Yeah.

Okay, I like it.

- Mm-hmm!
- Okay, I'll do it.

I can invite her to lunch
like two grown-ups.

Yes.
- We can talk about it.

I mean, we talk
about everything else.

Why shouldn't we be
able to talk about--

The fact that you
still blow Harry.

I knew you had
another one in you.

Oh, bummer.
The soup place
we loved is gone.

No, the soup place
we love is here.
We just passed it.

Oh, well,
I remember that used
to be something else.

I remember when
I was something else.

Oh look, it's me,
the wicked witch
of my brownstone.

You know what?

I'm gonna bring
my neighbors some
brownies to apologize.

- Apologize for what?
- For no longer being cool.

Okay, let's see...

Fat Witch Original,
Fat Witch Walnut--

Oh, Blondie Witch.
Writes itself.

Hey, do you maybe
want to bring Steve

a fancy brownie
for your dessert
ritual tonight?

You think a Caramel Witch
brownie might help
the situation go better?

- Couldn't make it worse.
- How much is it?

You're exploding his world.
Spend a couple bucks.

I'm not exploding
his world.

I'm telling him something
we both already know.

- Which is?
- That we're dead in the water.

That there's no future
for us as a couple,

that I want out.

I'll spring
for the brownies.

So...

are you going
to tell him about Che?

I don't think so.

I mean, even if
Che hadn't come along,

I think I'd probably
have gotten to this place.

- And what place is that?
- Where I'd rather be alone.

Are you sure?

Because, um...
alone in theory is...

very different than
alone in reality.

I want Che.

And this is something
that I have to do...

or there's no Che.

Right. So...

do you know how much
Che wants you?

- Yeah?
- Ooh, sorry, sorry.

- Um, I have something for, um--
- Lisette's still asleep.

Oh, okay.
Well, would you
give this to her?

You could tell her it's
from her upstairs neighbor.

The writer.
They're brownies.

- Well, actually,
they're Blondies.
- Oh, we don't eat sugar.

Of course, you don't.
I'm sorry. Sorry.

- You keep them.
- Oh shit.

Sorry about that, ma'am.

Hi.

Hi.

Bad timing.
That Uber's takin'
me to the airport.

I have a gig in Cleveland.

Uh, okay.
I just have a question.

Am I crazy?
Am I making all this up?

Us...
These, these feelings
I have for you,

these giant,
giant feelings,

I, I feel like you
have them, too,

but maybe you don't.
So... am I crazy?

- No, you're not crazy.
- Okay, good.

- I'm in love with you.
- Oh, wow!

- Oh, okay then. O- Okay.
- No, it's not okay.

Not okay because
of the circumstance.
Not okay for me.

No, I'm, I'm gonna
change the circumstance.

I am!

I love you, too.
I am so in love with you,

and I want us
to be together.

Miranda, look at me.

Look at me. Listen to me.
Are you listening to me?

I can't give you
anything traditional.

-That is not who I am.
-That's fine!

That is great!

I, I, I don't
want traditional.

I, I, I hate traditional.

Traditional got me here.
I am done with traditional.

I just want you, and me,
and you and me.

I'm gonna take care of it.

Go.

Go to Cleveland.

- Ah, thank you.
- Bon appétit.

Sweetheart,
put your phone down.

- The food's here.
- You were on your phone, too.

Yes, we are all on
our phones too much.

So, look,
let's take our phones,

and put them
in the center of the table,

so we can chat.

- Chat about what?
- Well...

I wanted to talk to you
about me and Daddy
the other morning.

I need to get a straw
for my iced tea.

We'll just have
the waiter bring it.

No, Mom.
I'm not gross.

But we're at a restaurant.
That's what they do.

What is this?

- It's nothing.
- It's not nothing.

- Collin55 thinks it's "hawwwwt."
- Mom, that's my phone.

Where did this account
even come from?

It's not your Insta!
I follow your Insta!

- Do you have a fake
Instagram account?
- It's private.

- You can't just go
digging in my phone.
- I wasn't digging!

It popped up here
for the world to see.

- It's just workout wear.
- Sexy workout wear.

And what is this
look in your eye?

And who is Collin55,
and is 55 his age?

Forget it.

Wait... Lily,

where are you going?

We don't walk away
from each other
in this family!

Oh, wow.
I was never sure
of this thing.

Not even when
it was brand new.

Oh, it's your mom.

We had a fight.
She doesn't know I'm here.

I bet she does.

Your mom has pretty
good Spidey-sense.

- Hello?
Hi, is Lily there?

Yes, she is.

Can I sleep over?
I don't want to go home.

Did she just say she
doesn't want to come home?

Yes, she did.

Hey, you know, Lily, I'm gonna
take this in the bathroom, okay?

And then, you have
to hear my side.

- Okay.
- Did you get it?

Yes, and I can hear
how upset you are
but, sweetie,

you went out to dinner
with me in the '90s

when I was
wearing far less.

That was you,
and this is Lily,
and she is 15.

- And who is that pose for?!
- Maybe for Lily.

You know,
all week she's been
here trying clothes on,

and looking
in the mirror,

and I can see her
wheels spinning.

She's trying
to figure something out.

You know, who, who am I?
Is this me? Is this?

Well, I am surprised
that she is this Lily.

I thought she
was so innocent.

- It's workout wear.
- She doesn't even work out!

Charlotte,
it's just clothes.

So, what should I tell
her about the sleepover?

Well, as long as
you don't mind.

I think it would be
good for both of us.

I think it could be good
for all three of us.

That is not cool.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

She's not a hooker,
or Russian.

She's a Californian,
a super- Chic, hip,

successful jewelry designer.

Really?
Is her stuff any good?

Cooler than you can imagine.

I think Scarlett Johansson

wore her on
the red carpet last week.

Colin Jost is
a real estate tease.
Just FYI.

Oh, and according
to a piece in "Vulture,"

she moved to New York
for its energy and inspiration.

- And to ruin your sleep.
- Mm... nah, she's fine.

I'm gonna make friends with her
and the whole situation.

I mean, who wants
to be seen as the...

crazy neighbor, right?

I hear you.
- Oh, hi.

Greetings.

Well, I will, um,
speak to you...

later.

- Hi, I thought
I heard you come in.
- Mm-hm.

Oh, okay.
You're still mad at me.

I just think
we need to talk.

It's just a stupid
Instagram account,

and I don't have
anything else to say.

Well, I do.
So, let's sit down.

Okay...

You want to sit there,
that's fine, fine.

Look...

I love that you
feel comfortable
in your body,

and I am not
trying to shame you.

I was just... surprised

that you were
expressing that side
of yourself already.

- I'm 15.
- Oh, I know, but...

when I was your age,

we didn't feel
comfortable expressing
ourselves so freely,

so...

I just can't help
feeling protective.

Mom, that Insta...

it's only 13 of my friends,

and Emily's little brother
Collin.

Oh... that does
help a little.

So...

what I wanted
to discuss with you
the other day at lunch,

though now, I realize
I probably don't need to...

is...

what was happening
with Daddy and me
in, in the bathroom.

You know what we
were doing, right?

Do you have anything
that you wanna ask me?
A-Any questions?

Did you find any cancer?

No... No, baby.

Oh, your father is fine!

With two on and two out,

runners at the corners,

Gentry looks in for the sign

and the pitch
and that one is low.

Ball two.

Oh, he missed that one,

as Baker had to
pull it out of the dirt.

He did a great job
of blocking the play

- so the pitch didn't
get away from him, yeah?
- Hey.

Do you have your
hearing aids in?

One of them.

Well... can you
get the other?

I want to talk to you
about something.

Just talk into this one.

I'd rather not have to yell it.

Okay... I think it's
in the couch cushions.

- Ah! Here it is.

Okay.

Okay.

Ah... Shoot.
What do you got?

- Steve, I love you.
- Well, this ain't good.

It depends on
how we handle it.

Oh, wait... you're serious?

I, I, I was just kidding. I--

- Give me your hands.
- Nah--

- We never hold hands.
- Please.

Why?

You wanna ask me
for a divorce or somethin'?

I'm not happy.

Holy shit, uh,
I was just kidding again.
Are you serious?

I, I can't do this anymore.
I'm not happy.

What--?
Okay, so what does that mean?

You're not happy?

This isn't
enough for me.

- What isn't? Me?
I'm not enough?
- This is about me.

Except that you're,
you're, you're talkin'
about divorcin' me.

Can, can I have
my hand back, please?

- Are you happy?
- I thought this wasn't about me.

- Are you happy?
- What's happy?

If you even have
to ask the question.

Okay, yes, I'm happy.
Not happy right now, but...

what's the problem?

I want more.

- More what?
- More everything...

more connection,
more energy,

more sex, more me.

More, Steve, more.

- I get it. You want more.
- And what about you?

Do you want more?

I mean, really?
This is enough for you?

This, like...
TV, and, and, and
little dessert bowls,

and sitting on this
fucking sectional couch
until we're old?

We are old.

We're 55, Steve.
That's not old.

You want 30 more years
of this?

Is this really happening?
Really?

Are you askin' me
for a divorce?

This is really
happening, really.

Miranda.

What?

You and me,
we've been together
for a long time,

and-and it's always like this.

You... don't think
that I'm enough,

then I'm kind of enough,

and then, I'm not enough again.

And I'm always there...

you know...

hangin' in there for us.

And, finally,

in the last couple years,
we come to a place where

it's not so goddamn fuckin'
up and down every day...

where it's kind of the same.

We get up...

and we go through our shit,
and we come back here...

home, to each other.

We sit on the couch.

We talk about Brady,

eat ice cream,
and watch some TV.

That's married life, Miranda.
It's life.

I don't know if that's life.

Or the life that
I want anymore, or...

or even ever.

Well...

I guess...

this is about you,
'cause...

I'm f-fine with this life.

In fact, I'm, I'm,
I'm good with it, but...

if you're not...

you're not.

I'm too old
to rally for us again.

I, I don't want to.

And I don't,
I don't want you to.

Okay.

Whatever... whatever.

I want you to be happy.

But...

I don't know what else
you think is out there.

I've met someone.

- Yello.

I told him.

Really? How'd it go?

I said it all.

All of my feelings.
And I, I didn't blame him,

and I didn't make him feel bad,
and I, well, I, I said it.

It's done.
I even told him about Che.

Wow.
How'd he take it?

You know, he's,
he's pretty shocked,

but I guess the headline is

he said he wants me to be happy.

Oh my god.
You can't believe how
relieved I am, Carrie.

I- I'm in a cab
on my way to the airport.

Wait, what?
Where are you going?

To Cleveland!

I'm gonna surprise
Che at their show,

and tell them that
we can be together.

Oh my god.
I'm in a rom- Com, Carrie.

Okay, well, safe flight...

whoever this is.

C'mon, get dressed faster.
Get the fuck out!

Chill out.
You chill out.

- Get the fuck out
of my apartment!
- I'm goin'.

- Don't be such a psycho.
- I am not a psycho!

You're a liar!
You've slept with
every girl in the city.

- Oh, you're exaggerating.
- Oh, okay, well, you've slept

with every girl that
I know in the city.

- Don't be such
a fuckin' out- Of-towner.
- Get out.

Get out now before
I call the cops.

Good luck.
They don't come anymore.

I am so embarrassed.

I'm mortified that you
had to see me like this.

Oh, it's fine.
Are you okay?

I'm an asshole for ever
going out with that guy.

Well, what are you gonna do?
It's New York dating.

Yeah.

Thank you.

You're cool.

And just like that,
I realized...

there are some things
that should never
be put into storage.

♪ I had to go there
with this one, y'all ♪

♪ Let's go ♪

♪ C'mon, ah, say what ♪

♪ My prescription is survival ♪

♪ Read the scripture
from the Bible ♪

♪ Watch the system
take my idols ♪

♪ Now I pray for
all my rivals ♪

♪ Used to fight 'cause they
always called me sissy ♪

♪ Mom was like don't you
never let 'em hit me ♪

♪ And the church
always wanna judge me ♪

♪ But I know that God is
the only one above me ♪

♪ Where I've been,
what I've seen, people dyin' ♪

♪ They can't be who they be
'cause they're hidin' ♪

♪ You know me,
bein' free, won't be silent ♪

♪ I pray for my enemies ♪

♪ Pray, pray, pray
for my enemies ♪

♪ They don't wanna chase
this rainbow, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ They don't wanna chase
this rainbow, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ 'Cause I am who I am,
happily, na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ They don't wanna chase
this rainbow, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ C'mon, c'mon
na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ Got resistance
from these labels ♪

♪ Too persistent
for their fables ♪

♪ Now I'm switching,
turning tables ♪

♪ Check the TV,
see my face, ho ♪

♪ Who that is?
Big Freedia ♪

♪ Better known as
Queen Diva ♪

♪ You best believe
I'm off the heater ♪

♪ They want that feature,
best have that cheese up ♪

♪ Shake it and mix it,
rock it, want you workin'
on the rainbow ♪

♪ Shake it and mix it,
rock it, want you workin'
on the rainbow ♪

♪ Shake it and mix it,
rock it, want you workin'
on the rainbow ♪

♪ Workin' on the rainbow ♪

♪ 'Cause I am who I am ♪

♪ Happily,
na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ They don't wanna
chase this rainbow,

♪ Na, na, na, na ♪