Album: Popular Soundtrack ( Popularidade )

Supermodels

Summer sun has come to stay.
Bikinis, tans, outrageous legs
They´re all retarded,
And they all look the same.

And Barbie´s body´s melting down.
On her face a big fat frown,
´cause Mr. Celulite just moved into town

Well me and B
We hate supermodels
It´s not that we know anyone personally
It´s just that I´m tired of being compared.

These boys they come here
With expectations for the summer
I refuse to take any part
Of this Barbaric ritual.

As God has given me a mind
That I will use from time to time
And I´ve got more on my head
Than was made by Paul Mitchell...

...Was it worth the tears you cried
To fit the size?...

...Think it over once or twice.
What lasts the longest in this life--
Character, or rock hard thighs?
In the end do you believe
That beauty lies in what you see
Cause if you do then baby
You´ve been deceived...