That's Cute, Your Majesty (Etoille Round 3 Remix 2026)
[Intro] (Tokyo rain, felt piano, distant flamenco guitar) (Whispered female vocal) Wasn't talking to you? Sweetie... you did ask for a reply. And I do hate disappointing an audience. Shall we? [Verse 1] (Spanish Phrygian guitar, low industrial pulse) You counted every minute, every line I sang, Kept my compliments and every playful jab. An hour of my time? Well, wasn't that a treat? You spent the night finding ways to answer me. A fan? Now darling, that's quite a leap, My fingers know a rhythm that runs way too deep. Youโll let "sweetie" slide? Well, isnโt that cute, But let's turn up the music, no need to stay mute. [Pre-Chorus] (Koto answers guitar, bass rises) Two queens, and a king who came to play, Three different rhythms finding their way. No hearts to claim, no promises to make, Just a little trouble for the music's sake. You brought the thunder, I heard the sound, Now watch these strings come dancing round. [Chorus] (Wide 808s, palmas, shamisen) You asked for a reply, So I gave you a melody. You brought the bass tonight, Now watch how the shadows bleed. You counted every line, Every minute, every beat. Darling, that's devotion, I'll call it keeping time with me. Oh-oh-oh, Your Majesty, What a lovely little rivalry. Keep your crown, I'll keep my flame, We're having too much fun to end this game. You brought the thunder, I'll bring the sky, One more round, let's see this dance fly! [Post-Chorus] (Chopped vocals, heel clicks) Oh-oh-oh, keeping score, are we? Darling, I was dancing, not counting to three. You walked right through the door? Welcome to the party, room for one more! (Whispered) Since you're keeping score... Do I get points for that? [Verse 2 - FAST FEMALE RAP, cheeky rhythmic flow] (Double-time hats, distorted shamisen) Click-click, yes, those heels were mine, I do like an entrance with a little shine. Tick-tick, you took the whole night? That's dedication, I'll give you that right. You took my blessing? You're welcome, dear, I've been generous with those this year. A king with a studio? That's quite grand, You've clearly got a musical plan. You brought the thunder, I brought the flame, Two different sounds in a very fun game. The audience has the mic? Take it away, Have a front-row seat for what I have to say. No flirting intended? Perfectly clear, Music and laughter brought us both here. You turned my flamenco down? What a shame, I was just about to turn it up again! (Beat cuts) Oops. (Flamenco guitar and shamisen burst in) [Pre-Chorus] Two queens, and a king who came to play, Three different rhythms finding their way. No hearts to claim, no promises to make, Just a little trouble for the music's sake. [Chorus] You asked for a reply, So I gave you a melody. You brought the bass tonight, Now come and dance with me. Oh-oh-oh, Your Majesty, What a lovely little rivalry. Keep your crown, I'll keep my flame, We're having too much fun to end this game. You brought the thunder, I'll bring the sky, Let's see how far this dance can fly. [Bridge] (Drums cut, felt piano, distant koto) Oh, darling... you need a ladder? (Giggle) That's alright, sweetie. Take a seat. I'll even bring you a cushion. (Heel click) And about that hour... You did ask for a reply. I thought you deserved a proper one. [Verse 3] (Beat softens, guitar and koto intertwine) Three verses to explain? Maybe that's true, But look at all the verses coming back from you. You counted every word, rhythm, rhyme, We're both good at wasting musical time. You set your tempo, I'll dance to mine, Sometimes our rhythms happen to align. No hearts to conquer, no kingdoms to claim, Just two musicians enjoying the game. Keep your crown, Majesty, it suits you fine, Saw a matching one while shopping online. Thought I'd buy one, but then I recalled, They sell plastic crowns at the mall. (Pause) Darling... do they make them in my size? [Deity Reveal] (All percussion stops, Tokyo rain, shakuhachi) Now, about that crown... You think you're a king? You think I'm a queen? (Head tilt, tiny giggle) That's cute. (Silence) I'm a fucking deity. [Final Drop] (Crushing 808s, industrial bass, shamisen, flamenco) (Layered female shouts) I DON'T NEED A CROWN! I DON'T NEED A THRONE! I DON'T NEED A KINGDOM WHEN THE UNIVERSE IS MY OWN! ็ๅ ใฏใใใชใ๏ผ ็งใฎ่ๅฐใ๏ผ YOU BROUGHT THE THUNDER! I'LL BRING THE SKY! LET'S MAKE THE WHOLE NIGHT LIGHT UP AS THE STARS IGNITE! [Final Chorus] (Full flamenco-industrial fusion) Oh-oh-oh, Your Majesty, What a lovely little rivalry. Keep your crown, I'll keep my flame, We're having too much fun to end this game. You brought the thunder, I'll bring the sky, One more round, let's see this dance fly! [Outro] (Drums cut, felt piano, Tokyo rain) Same time next week? (Laugh) Darling, you asked for a reply. And I do like to make an entrance. (Heel click) Round four? Recovered from round three? (Giggle) Oh, and Your Majesty? (Pause) Thanks for the inspiration. Mwah! (One final 808 impact,
