She's on the cover of a magazine
She's beautiful

She's every little boy's poster queen
She's beautiful

It's almost pitiful
It's so habitual

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She's ok for a day
Til she needs a little more
If not now, maybe then
She'll just walk right out the door

She rides to places in a limosine
She's beautiful

Her nails are plastic and her deep blue jeans are painted on

It's almost pitiful
The same old ritual

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Oh! she loves her diamonds
See her name laid in gold

Take some good advice son
Find a big legged woman with a lot of soul

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