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2003-11-12 | 10:41 a.m. Baby Doll you're chained to your bathroom mirror and your vanity Duct tape your tits, vaseline your teeth Step out on the runway Step out on display Won't sing it for you Baby Doll Now stab out your eyes with those dark black pencils Now slice your legs with those uneven razors Don't sell it to me -- you're somebody else Don't sell it to me -- you're somebody else Your tight dress strangles out any life you might have had Your perfume covers up who you are, the thin veneer Step out on the runway Step out on display Can't save you from you, Baby Doll It's backstage at Fashion Show America All the mannequins are putting on their face You're airbrushed art form Has turned self-mutilation Into the new erotic science Reach out Reach in You're alone in your perfection ... COOL!!!!!!!!!!!! -S
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