Prima Donna dodged a call from the Investor Were you struck dumb? Were you, Prima Donna? Now struck dumb, the next call she picked up Aha, you're not so lucky? Are you, Prima Donna? The Investor came through loud and clear She was dumb, not deaf Foul speech hit her ear The poor, Prima Donna She's met this man before and seen how he eats He made no sense His voice throbbed endlessly To our Prima Donna She phonetically built a sentence: "Will this affect my record?" "It might" the Investor menaced The Investor menaced Tell me what good could possible come? He gives her the stage she deserves to perform on And isn't it this stinking world that likes to see beauty suffer? Well, isn't it? Either way, too bad for her She went out that night and blew the lid off the joint Like an investment that never disappoints The Prima Donna