If you weren't born with itYou can buy a couple ornamentsJust be sure to read the warning, kids'Cause pretty soon you'll be bored of it, ha-haSexual, hey girl if you wanna feel sexualYou can always call up a professionalThey stick pins in you like a vegetableKids forever, kids foreverBaby soft skin turns into leatherDon't be dramatic, it's only some plasticNo one will love you if you're unattractiveOh Mrs. Potato Head tell me, is it true that pain is beauty?Does a new face come with a warranty?Will a pretty face make it better?Oh Mr. Potato Head, tell meHow did you afford her surgery?Do you swear you'll stay forever?Even if her face don't stay togetherEven if her face don't stay togetherIf you want a little more confidencePotatoes turn to french fries, yeah it's common senseAll you need's a couple more condimentsAnd a hundred thousand dollars for some complimentsIt's such a wasteWhen little girls grow into their mother's faceBut little girls are learning how to cut and pasteAnd pucker up their lips until they suffocate
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