She was a model And 90's neo-hippie and Moved moved moved with her long Legs at the fashion show again She has no interess In diets and politics 'cause It's for fat fat men And their obese bottoms, yeah Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk And inquisitive views of her yeah When she tossed her mane And heel rang about the runway, hey And then she comes back Slowly to the cloakroom yeah Long hot line of white Dream to the nostrill - the ride to die! She was a model And 90's City baby and Wanted to be happy In her perfect job, hey One shot of bourbon At some stupid party, yes She laughs at them all The assiduous old fuckin' trolls, yeah Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk And inquisitive views of her, hey It's for fat stupid men and Their problems with erections, yeah And so it goes all the time The same people and same lies Again I do I do it myself It's better than to be in their dirty hands! HEY HEY, SHE'S THE RIGHT GIRL! Day by day, night by night You watch the men, who challenge you to a fight Day by day, night by night You see your eyes get lost in the dark So you want to run than you will be down But you can't take courage for freedom You're too bound to life in this ZOO Of fake smiles And white dream helps you in your Desperate cries! She doesn't wanna be in their Sweating dirty hands HEY HEY, SHE'S THE RIGHT GIRL!