Everybody stares anytime you go anywhere You have the spotlight Every man you see he really wants you to think He's mr. Right Your friends all say that soon some day That you will be famous
Oh the pretension all this attention Goes to your head You turn the lights on And everybody knows That your beautiful
You leave the lights off And will they still know That your beautiful I don't think so
Is there more to you then your gucci shoes And your mercedes benz? They look fine, when they don't define Who you really are What you bought, makes people stop Give you the attention The wondering eyes, make you despise What you really want
Underneath your skin Is what makes you beautiful Don't listen to them They just want to use you There's women everywhere that don't really care If they are real humans
If they have nice thighs and beautiful eyes Then there good to go All that matters to them, is attention from men Can you say pathetic? There's two types of boring dull and annoying You get to choose?
