Margarita

There’s a lady in the town, you better believe,

Her obsession’s so sharp, you won’t conceive.

Forks and knives, she’s got them all,

From the tiniest spoon to the ladle tall.

She polishes her spoons like they’re made of gold,

Dreams of cutlery in stories untold.

Day and night, she’s in a daze,

A stainless steel love, it’s her craze.

Chorus

Crazy for cutlery, oh, she’s wild and free,

Her collection’s the finest you’ll ever see.

Forks and knives are her one true love,

Cutlery queen sent from above.

Verse 2

But don’t let her talk, she’s sharp as a blade,

Slicing through people with the gossip she’s made.

From the butcher’s son to the baker’s wife,

Her words cut deeper than a carving knife.

She says, “Did you hear? They’re a mess!”

With a tea spoon in hand, she’ll confess.

The town’s in stitches, but they all agree,

She’s crazy for cutlery and controversy.

Chorus

Crazy for cutlery, oh, she’s wild and free,

Her collection’s the finest you’ll ever see.

Forks and knives are her one true love,

Cutlery queen sent from above.

Bridge

She dreams of silver platters, gilded and bright,

Counting teaspoons to fall asleep at night.

But beware her sharp tongue, it’s a double-edged sword,

Her words can pierce more than her beloved hoard.

Outro

Crazy for cutlery, her passion won’t fade,

A lifetime of spoons and the stories she’s made.

So raise a fork to the queen of the scene,

Sharp with her words and cutlery dreams!