Into corduroys or jeans, chinos or capris Sweater vest no sleeves, oxford underneath Or whatever you think Whatever is gonna make you want me C'mon and dress me I'll be your mannequin Make me attractive So sexy and thin I will stand still Pose me in any position And when the people pass by the window I'll be adored by them I want to be one of the boys From the catalogs that you flip through You'll point and say, 'He's the one,' (Lick your finger, turn the page Slick gloss over images) And you wast no time deciding You grab the credit card And call, start ordering But what's new for fall by spring means nothing I want to undress you In your walk-in closet After you try on One of your new outfits I know that six months later You won't be caught dead in it But for that moment you're there With your shape hanging everywhere And it looks perfect - just perfect I don't think she likes me Not with this haircut I don't think she likes me I shouldn't eat so much