It was a bright and sunny day in August when she came to town
She had a carriage full of props and tricks and a confidence that knew no bounds
And my heart skipped a beat as love I found...

The sun rose high as she got up on stage and started to perform her show
And as she shared her tricks I could feel the love inside of me begin to grow
And my heart said don't you dare let her go...
 [bad word] 
Trixie! You're the mare I love, girl you know it's [bad word] There ain't no other pony like you!
Trixie! You're the one I want and no one can stop me now
I'm gonna make you mine somehow...

Some ponies say she has an ego big enough for two, but that's not [bad word] She's a showmare and an artist—her dedication will show through
And I know nopony ever could outdo-