Look to the hills-now look at my face
Do you notice my eyes-are they in the right place?

There's a Mantovani backdrop-to pucker-up a tummy tuck A voice soft as lint-mashed up with shades of pink

You can hide your genetics under drastic cosmetics But this chameleon magic is renowned to be tragic

Look to the hills-now look at my face
Do you notice my eyes-are they in the right place?