Flashing lights and cheap perfume Naked in a hotel room Baby, put me on a magazine Twelve years older than my dad Smile so he won't get mad Mascara running in a limousine
You'd do it if you could Better do it good Wanna be a star, girl That's just Hollywood
No, baby, I don't mind God, I feel so glamorous Oh God, I feel so glamorous Oh, even when I cry God, I feel so glamorous Oh God, I feel so glamorous Oh God, I feel so–
Every man I ever loved wouldn't choose me over drugs They all want a death by rock 'n' roll Hiding cuts under my dress Isn't that so glamorous? Bleeding, but I still put on a show
You'd do it if you could Better do it good Wanna be a star, girl That's just Hollywood
No, baby, I don't mind God, I feel so glamorous Oh God, I feel so glamorous Oh, even when I cry God, I feel so glamorous Oh God, I feel so glamorous Oh God, I feel so–
Oh God
Oh, even when I cry God, I feel so glamorous Oh God, I feel so glamorous Oh God, I feel so–
