Glamourpuss

(álbum: Magnum Cum Louder - 1989)

Get a load of him what a Nature Boy
Always shaking hands with the unemployed
He looks like he could shit an asteroid
Jumped up, pumped up
Popping hormone pills
He's got the biceps, triceps
Got the healthy look that kills
Too bad

Who's that girl? She's a living Barbie doll
In her plastic world, "Barbie" takes control
Facelift, electrolysis
No hair out of place
Brain twist barbiturates
She's got an evil beauty case
Too bad, so sad

Well, ain't you the glamourpuss
Look so good it's dangerous
Ain't you the glamourpuss
You're less than amorous to me

So long, glamourpuss, we might meet again
But if I was you, I wouldn't hold my breath 'til then
(Though I wish you would-'til the year, say 2010!}
Beefcake, cheesecake
Make me lick my lips
Junkfood pulchritude
Goes straight to my hips
Skin-deep thrill-seek
Amounts to less-than-zip
I'm glad