It's over with the mute
I kick up a fuss
I am Léopoldine
Mozart's sister
And since fame
Is not a boomerang
I shouldn't have let him sign
Wolfgang

Wolfgang and I
It wasn't easy
He was loud-mouthed
Me on the bass clef fa fa fa fa fa
Wolfgang and I
We loved each other anyway
He was strong-armed
I was strong in themes

Today under his name
My works are played
All because I didn't dare
Say no to him
When he spent his time
Playing with dolls
While I wrote his symphonies
Fake

Wolfgang and I
It was like cats and dogs
He played the charmer
With his royalties
Ties ties ties ties

Wolfgang and I
It wasn't fun
And from our shouting matches
Figaro was born
And yada yada yada
And yada yada yada

When dad received
Marquises at the harpsichord
Wolfgang would tell them
Nonsense and stuff
His tricks
Were worth two hundred Scapins
And I was bored
Finishing the Turkish March

Wolfgang and I
It was the good old days
He played Don Juan
I composed him
Zais zais zais zais

But this time
Either I make the hit of the week
Or I say the Requiem
Is by Beethoven
Or I say the Requiem
Is by Beethoven
Or I say the Requiem
Is by Beethoven
By Beethoven by Beethoven
By Beethoven by Beethoven
By Beethoven by Beethoven

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