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 a Legend, she’s a star, she’s the girl next door,
Miley, Miley, you’re the one we chose,
