Cosmetic Surgery

Well, I'm alright
The silicone in your cheekbones
Has me high enough to ask you out again
And if all this you've done for me
Well, I will wrap you up so pretty
And show all my friends
And if they ask me,
Well, I will tell them all that I, I...

Well, I'm on fire
The silicone pushing up your breasts so high
Makes me want you back again
And if all this you've done for me
Well, you should paint your face so pretty
And show all my friends
And if they ask me,
Well, I will tell them all that I, I...

I've got a plastic pretty prize
And she put herself all together
And I wish I had a friend
But I got a girl
I got a girl, I got a girl, I got a girl, I got a girl
I got a girl, I got a girl, I got a girl

Someday, we'll get off
Watching movies about yourself stripped down for summer
And we'll laugh
With your skin bunched around your bones like a shrink-wrap graveyard
And we'll smile
And say that was when your mother was quite something
And we'll know
That all along you had it all wrong



Credits
Writer(s): Ron P. Hayes, Scott D. Born
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