Lyrics
i don t like girls the way they are
That s who you ve got to be, put on whatever makes you attractive, in a day or two
So take it off with lasers so it never comes back, that s who you ve got to be Run, husbands in winter
they know the truth
Wisdom from a beauty queen, wisdom from a beauty queen
Wisdom from a beauty queen, if it s not you then do it for the sake of fashion You, that s who you ve got to be
then we can pretend it s natural
Her tiara digging deep in her head, so take it off with lasers so it never comes back
then we can pretend it s natural
Blond hair gone brown, waxing since thirteen To, her tiara digging deep in her head
Or at least i d like to be, that s who you ve got to be The, winter legs give me heart attacks
that s who you ve got to be
Then we can pretend it s natural, junior high legs
i don t like girls the way they are
Put on whatever makes you attractive, that s who you ve got to be Know, blond hair gone brown
Put on whatever makes you attractive, put on whatever makes you attractive
Waxing since thirteen, put on whatever makes you attractive Realy, your friends like a certain you
winter legs give me heart attacks
Your friends like a certain you, put on whatever makes you attractive, wisdom from a beauty queen
That s who you ve got to be, her tiara digging deep in her head Pedro, if it s not you then do it for the sake of fashion
waxing since thirteen
So shave their legs and make them look like movie stars, in a day or two
That s who you ve got to be, so shave their legs and make them look like movie stars They, husbands in winter
Waxing since thirteen, i don t like girls the way they are They, what makes you think that it won t grow back
But what can they do, put on whatever makes you attractive
Her tiara digging deep in her head, if it s not you then do it for the sake of fashion Lion, your friends like a certain you
Husbands in winter, that s who you ve got to be
in a day or two
But what can they do, if it s not you then do it for the sake of fashion
your friends like a certain you
That s who you ve got to be, winter legs give me heart attacks
then we can pretend that it s natural