I love you babe, I luh-huv you
But I've tasted a particular flavour
That makes me wanna pull away from ya
And on the train that takes me to you
They're running all kinds of campaigns, yeah
That I fear are gonna change your behaviour
Oh when you get made up you look like
A Grecian goddess of bakerlite
I, I wanna touch you and get real close
But with all those layers you're impervious
I feel for you, I really do!
When we get out of bed in the morning
I'm eating breakfast, you're still only at step 3
Of an 11-step super-beauty ritual
Well you don't need that to look beautiful!
You say that I don't understand
The expectations, the demands
But you still wanna know what I think
It cost you fifty dollars but it smells like shit
And I hope you don't take this the wrong way
'Cause I love you but I don't like your lip balm
And I know that you don't wear it for me, love
That it's only for when they take your picture
I love you but I don't like your lip balm
I know that you don't wear it for me love
That it's only for when they take your picture
