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title: "Premadonna"

meaning: "Little Hug class satire: prima donna for not begging: sauna, Tijuana, free man; parents' bright envelopes, lotto hope, we all got bills and the doctor's student loans."

year: 2021
release: "Little Hug"
releaseType: "EP"

artist: "Scoobert Doobert"
artistId: "#scoobert"

credits: "Written, performed, and mixed by Luke Francis Walton. Mastered by Riley Knapp."

spotify: "https://open.spotify.com/album/08qm91rIDQEj86DoQWiNyB"
officialVideo: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_GibplaM-E"
apple: "https://music.apple.com/us/album/little-hug/1558296985"

themes: ["Little Hug", "class", "bills", "healthcare", "satire", "parents"]

isrc: QZDA82108363
isrcSource: soundexchange
lyrics: |
  Never thought I needed a lot
  But
  Shit keeps piling up
  Never understood why my parents
  Seemed so unhappy when
  They got brightly colored envelops

  Calling me a prima donna
  Just because I never wanna
  Beg for a dollar
  Oo
  Rather kick it in a sauna
  Rather move to Tijuana
  That's what a free man do
  Never thought I needed a lot but

  We all got bills to pay
  No room to negotiate
  No hope to run away
  They'll send their dogs
  And drag your ass on down
  We all are terrified
  Get sick and realize
  The doctor picked our pocket
  Got his student loan to pay
  Ay
  We all got bills to pay
  Yeah
  We all got bills to pay
  Yeah

  Never thought I'd enter the lotto
  Hope is all that I got
  Never understood why my father
  Was so unhappy when ticker tape
  Was drowning in the red

  Calling me a prima donna
  Just because I never wanna
  Beg for a dollar
  Oo
  Rather kick it in a sauna
  Rather move to Tijuana
  That's what a free man do
  Never thought I needed a lot but

  We all got bills to pay
  No room to negotiate
  No hope to run away
  They'll send their dogs
  And drag your ass on down
  We all are terrified
  Get sick and realize
  The doctor picked our pocket
  Got his student loan to pay
  Ay
  We all got bills to pay
  Yeah
  We all got bills to pay
  Yeah

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Track four on [*Little Hug*](/albums/little-hug/) (**April 2021**). The title is spelled **Premadonna** on the EP; the lyrics say *prima donna*. Luke solo. Class satire on the small recovery record, before *Big Hug*'s crypto/MLM stack but running the same American math: parents, paychecks, bodies, debt.

The premise is a refusal mistaken for vanity: *calling me a prima donna / just because I never wanna beg for a dollar*. The alternatives are escape fantasies (sauna, Tijuana, *that's what a free man do*), the same *kick it* energy as later [*Kick It in Nirvana*](/songs/kick-it-in-nirvana/), here broke and bitter. The confusion is inherited honestly: a kid who never understood why his parents went grim over *brightly colored envelops*, or why his father was miserable when *ticker tape was drowning in the red*.

The chorus is where it turns sharp. Debt collection becomes state violence (*they'll send their dogs and drag your ass on down*), and healthcare becomes mutual extraction: *the doctor picked our pocket / got his student loan to pay*. Patient and physician trapped in the same machine, an idea [*I Love Money*](/songs/i-love-money/) would pick up a year later. There's no bridge out; *we all got bills to pay* just stacks until it ends. The money track before *Big Hug* turned capitalism into a party hook.

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