From the time she could crawl
  She was all draped in macrame'
  She was preen and redeemed
  In a church that tried to show the way
  She was taught to never ask for more
  They had no idea of what she had in store
    She's the queen of the 21st century
  Just a ghost of what her parents thought a little girl should be
  Analog heart, analog nerves, analog brain
  But a fixture of the digital domain
  Woh...
    From the time she could read
  She could see that there was urgency
  No debate, just a spate of ignorance in a splintering community
  She could never meet their expectations
  Then she came to symbolize the nation
    She's the queen of the 21st century
  Just a shell of what her parents thought a little girl should be
  Steeped in spite, coddled in fear, drenched in novelty
  Oh but masterful of sensual technology
  Oh...
    She's the queen
    She's the queen
  No rules in her empire
  She's the queen
  Just libido and desire
  She's a lean, mean fighting machine
  The stuff for modern media lore
  And she always knows the score
    She's the queen of the 21st century
  Just a ghost of what her parents thought a little girl should be
  Fallen star, brack and brew (black and blue?), broken hearts, wasted youth
  Rusted cars, twisted roots, mental scars, the ugly truth
  Oh...
    She's the queen of the 21st century [2x]
  And she's a modern day romantic, a walking controversy
  She's the queen of the 21st century [3x]
  She's the queen