Take my picture, draw my face, And make me over with purple's grace If you pass inspection, while wearing lace, You've now acquired your personal taste
There's nothing left for you to show... Turn out the lights It's your time to shine
There comes a time in every young man's life, Where you realize you're a woman There comes a time in every young man's life Where you fight, so let's fight
Say 'wow', you're gray
On the day we get dressed up there's nothing left for you to wear You've picked out the same design for the last ten years You cannot hide behind plastic wrap, because clearly it's clear You cannot hide behind make up, it runs with the tears
