Glitter on the podium, history in the room,
The mouse is handing over the keys to the tomb.
From a blonde synthetic wig to a Grammy in the bag,
She’s the youngest on the roster, let the industry brag.
Sixteen years of the grind, she was living two lives,
Now she’s standing on the stage where the legacy thrives.
No more wrecking balls swinging, just a Hall of Fame crown,
She’s the queen of the kingdom, never letting it down.
She’s a Legend, she’s a star, she’s the girl next door,
From the Malibu waves to the Disney floor!
Miley, Miley, you’re the one we chose,
In the house of the mouse, that’s how the story goes!
Best of both worlds?
Nah, she’s got it all.
Shortest wait time for the tallest hall.
Iconic.
Bionic.
Top of the chart.
She’s got the mouse ears tattooed on her heart.
Still the girl we knew.
Just a Legend in the making.
Best of both worlds...
forever.
