Summer Queens

Flip-flops slap, streets hot like a skillet,

Ladies dripping gold, wallets thick, they kill it.

Sippin’ on spritzers, glitter on the wrist,

Every step they take, paparazzi can’t resist.

Poolside empresses, crowns in the sun,

Diamonds on their anklets, blinding everyone.

Chatter like cash machines, cha-ching in the breeze,

Summer’s their throne, and they’re ruling with ease.

Frauen, Party, Geld und Sommer,

Every day’s a vibe, keine Drama.

Lachen so laut, echo durch die Stadt,

Living their dream, they’re all that!

Scent of sunscreen, air thick with desire,

They strut past, and the world’s on fire.

Cocktail umbrellas, neon pink skies,

Fortunes in their laughter, fortunes in their eyes.

Convertible queens, hair whipping the wind,

Their stories are treasure, no beginning or end.

Shop bags swinging, heels tapping the beat,

Conquering the summer, the world at their feet.

Königinnen tanzen, Mondlicht im Haar,

Golden Gespräche, kein Ende, kein Jahr.

Ewige Sommer, ihre Zeit bleibt stehen,

Frauen regieren, sie lassen’s geschehen.