You're the one that I need,
I'm the one that you loathe!
let's dress like our favourite singers,
wear make-up in bed,
eat lettuce for breakfast
and dye our hair red!
then change our religion,
dress God in feathers and lace,
make everyday a bloody race,
not to mention the silicone in our chest!
baby,tears aren't pretty,
they'll make your mascara run!
c'mon,put on that fake smile for the crowd,
it's time for some plastic in this row!
keep in mind one thing:
fantasy sells,reality gets kicked
through the back door
of each and every show!