The summer sun has come to stay Bikinis, tans, outrageous legs They're all retarded and they all look the same And Barbie's body is melting down On her face, a big fat frown
Cause Mr. Cellulite 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 The boys, they come here
With expectations for the summer And I refuse to take any part of this barbaric ritual Cause God has given me a mind That I will use from time to time, And I got more on my head than
What's made by Paul Mitchell 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
It's just that I'm tired of being compared 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 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
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