She’s got nice lips, a seductive smile She’s still as thin as a beanpole, With a little less class, but a little more style And she spends all her time trying not to hear you What she doesn’t want to know Don’t wanna know
And there’s kellogg’s in the cupboard She takes a heart down from off the shelf She passes by the mirror She doesn’t like to look at herself Cause she’d rather lose touch with reality Than lose her fantasy Her fantasy
And her smile is as faded as a used pair of jeans And her heart is frayed around the edges She’s comin’ undone at the seams And it’s her last chance to make a statement It’s her last (note/no I’ve recieved? )
She’s a 501 beauty queen
And there’s flowers on the table She’s lovely, she’s lovely not But circles only make the hunger grow So she goes out a lot And she’s out there just a runnin around Trying to make up some lost time Lost time
And she sits down for a social call Like a princess she puffs on a cigarette Her beauty is all threadbare now But she’s never gonna let them forget Casue my how she looked smashing in her gold lame tank top With the fancy beadwork on front The beadwork’s on front
But her smile is as faded as a used pair of jeans And her heart is frayed around the edges She’s comin’ undone at the seams And it’s her last chance to make a statement It’s her last (note/no I’ve recieved/i percieve? )
She’s a 501 beauty queen
And a voice chimes like a bell in the night That just don’t know when to quit She used to have more options Now she wishes that she’d already picked And she wishes she couldn’t remember All those things she’ll never forget Never forget.
And the lines they all go deeper than the days of her youth She flirts and lies and always denies what to her is no longer of any Use But it’s not because she hates what she doesn’t understand She just don’t understand
And her fire? is as faded as a used pair of jeans And her heart is frayed around the edges She’s comin’ undone at the seams And it’s her last chance to make a statement It’s her last (note/no? I’ve receive? /at the seat? )
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And there’s kellogg’s in the cupboard She takes a heart down from off the shelf She passes by the mirror She doesn’t like to look at herself Cause she’d rather lose touch with reality Than lose her fantasy Her fantasy
And her smile is as faded as a used pair of jeans And her heart is frayed around the edges She’s comin’ undone at the seams And it’s her last chance to make a statement It’s her last (note/no I’ve recieved? )
She’s a 501 beauty queen
And there’s flowers on the table She’s lovely, she’s lovely not But circles only make the hunger grow So she goes out a lot And she’s out there just a runnin around Trying to make up some lost time Lost time
And she sits down for a social call Like a princess she puffs on a cigarette Her beauty is all threadbare now But she’s never gonna let them forget Casue my how she looked smashing in her gold lame tank top With the fancy beadwork on front The beadwork’s on front
But her smile is as faded as a used pair of jeans And her heart is frayed around the edges She’s comin’ undone at the seams And it’s her last chance to make a statement It’s her last (note/no I’ve recieved/i percieve? )
She’s a 501 beauty queen
And a voice chimes like a bell in the night That just don’t know when to quit She used to have more options Now she wishes that she’d already picked And she wishes she couldn’t remember All those things she’ll never forget Never forget.
And the lines they all go deeper than the days of her youth She flirts and lies and always denies what to her is no longer of any Use But it’s not because she hates what she doesn’t understand She just don’t understand
And her fire? is as faded as a used pair of jeans And her heart is frayed around the edges She’s comin’ undone at the seams And it’s her last chance to make a statement It’s her last (note/no? I’ve receive? /at the seat? )
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