Jasmine
I was young, I was innocent
When I fell in love with Jafar
Although, I expect, you heard a different tale
Funny that
I guess there wouldn't have been a story
Unless I loved a poor man
But whoever claimed money wasn't everything
Lied
Jafar had money, and he had power
Ugly as sin, but could grant my every wish
I tipped him off to the idea of being a Genie
I hoped he would squash that demanding Street Rat
But we had needed him
Needed him to get all that gold
And the plan would have worked if it hadn't been for the monkey
Aladdin seemed opposed to stuffing it –
It would have looked great on my wall
I still talk to my Genie at night
(I would die without text messaging)
For as soft as the pretty boy's touch is –
There's nothing like sleeping with money