Music: Jeremy David Miller
I once was friends
With a special pony
You hear her speak
And fall in love instantly
Charisma is a trap
For the unwary
Unintentional
And oh so pretty!
She only talks to ponies
Who flatter her
Become her friend and
Climb the social ladder
That's the game they play
In Canterlot
Does she like you
Or does she not?
Miss Rarity
The hottest pony in the scene
She'll butter you up
She'll leave you stray
Flirt all you want with her
But that's the game she plays
Her compliments
Sure give your head a buzz
You think she cares about you
Maybe she does
But she acts that way
To every pony
You're not special
Just a leaf on her tree
Watch what you say
You're on the edge of her knife
Make one mistake
She'll cut you out of her life
The more she pulls you in
The harder it's to see
What she is doing
To every pony
Miss Rarity
The Queen of shifts and subtlety
You never know where you are
Within her maze
That's the way she designs it
That's the game she plays
Ponies who have the much
Charisma
Can get away with murder
Untouched
Maybe a better friend
Could help her change her ways
But after being burned
I'm just staying away
Miss Rarity
Not as lovely as she seems
She'll take your breath away
Leave you in disarray
Flirt all you want with her
But that's the game she plays