Ex Wives Song Lyrics
DivorcedBeheadedDied
DivorcedBeheadedSurvivedAnd tonight, New York City, we areLive!
Listen up, let me tell you a storyA story that you think you’ve heard beforeWe know you know our names and our fame and our facesKnow all about the glories and the disgraces
I’m done ’cause all this timeI’ve been just one word in a stupid rhymeSo I picked up a pen and a microphoneHistory’s about to get overthrown
DivorcedBeheadedDiedDivorcedBeheadedSurvivedBut just for you tonightWe’re divorced, beheaded, live!
Welcome to the show, to the histo-remixSwitching up the flow, as we add the prefixEverybody knows that we used to be six wivesRaising up the roof, ’til we hit the ceilingGet ready for the truth that we’ll be revealingEverybody knows that we used to be six wivesBut now we’re ex-wives
New York, make some noise!
All you ever hear and read aboutIs our ex and the way it endedBut a pair doesn’t beat a royal flushYou’re gonna find out how we got unfriended
Tonight we’re gonna do ourselves justice‘Cause we’re taking you to courtEvery Tudor rose has its thornsAnd you’re gonna hear ’em live in consort
DivorcedBeheadedDiedDivorcedBeheadedSurvivedBut just for you tonightWe’re divorced, beheaded, live!
Welcome to the show, to the histo-remixSwitching up the flow, as we add the prefixEverybody knows that we used to be six wivesDancing through the night ’til the break of dayOnce we’re done, we’ll start againLike it’s the RenaissanceEverybody knows that we used to be six wivesBut now we’re ex-wives
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Divorced
My name’s Catherine Of AragonWas married 24 years, I’m a paragonOf royalty, my loyalty is to the VaticanSo if you try to dump meYou won’t try that again
Beheaded
I’m that Boleyn girlAnd I’m up nextSee, I broke England from the ChurchYeah, I’m that sexyWhy did I lose my head?Well, my sleeves may be greenBut my lipstick’s red!
Died
Jane Seymour, the only one he truly lovedRudeWhen my son was newly born, I diedBut I’m not what I seemOr am I?Stick around, and you’ll suddenly see more
Divorced
Ich bin Anna of ClevesJaWhen he saw my portrait he was likeJa!But I didn’t look as good as I did in my picFunny how we all discuss that, but never Henry’s little
Prick up your ears, I’m the Katherine who lost her head
Beheaded
For my promiscuity outside of wedLock up your husbands, lock up your sonsK Howard is here, and the fun’s begun
Survived
Five down, I’m the final wifeI saw him to the end of his lifeI’m the survivor, Catherine ParrI bet you wanna know how I got this farI said, I bet you wanna know how I got this far
Do you wanna know how we got this far?
Then welcome to the show, to the histo-remixSwitching up the flow as we add the prefixEverybody knows that we used to be six wivesCome on, come on, come on!Turn the beat up, get this party buzzingYou want a queen bee, well there’s half a dozenEverybody knows that we used to be six wivesBut now we’re ex-wives
One, two, three, four, fiveSIX!