Lyrics = Gorgeous
Testosterone in large amounts,
Your little sister got kicked out of
God, you can't shave your head,
Come to the show, the boys,
They rock harder.
Your mother lent you her slip,
She lent you her bright red lipstick
And your shoes are hurting your back,
But boy don't you look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.
This is but an observation: you've a bullet in your foot.
You make it hard for us b*tches
Inconsequential in your back bends.
Your taste in men leaves something to be desired;
You love them to be aloof and self-obsessed,
They love you in your mini dress.
You're looking gorgeous.
You're looking gorgeous.
Gorgeous.
You're looking gorgeous.
(Harmonica)
When your voice is raised above a certain level,
I'm afraid we must go to the ladies' room;
I left your competence in curlers.
You look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.
You're looking gorgeous.
How you look gorgeous.
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