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!