The summer sun has come to stay Bikinis, tans, outrageous legs They're all retarded and they all look the same And Barbie's body's melting down On her face a big fat frown Because "Mr. Cellulite" just moved into town
Well me and B, we hate supermodels It's not that we know anyone personally It's just that I'm tired of being compared
The boys they come here With expectations for the summer And I refuse to take any part of this barbaric ritual Because God has given me a mind That I will use from time to time And I got more on my head that what's made by Paul Mitchell
Well me and B, we hate supermodels It's not that we know anyone personally It's just that I'm tired of being compared
Was it worth the tears you cried to fit the size?
Think it over once or twice What lasts the longest in this life Character or rock hard thighs And in the end do you believe that beauty lies in what you see Because if you do then baby You've been deceived
