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I love you, babe, I love you But I’ve tasted a particular flavour That makes me wanna pull away from ya And on the train that takes me to you They’re running all kinds of campaigns, yeah That I fear are gonna change your behaviour Oh, when you get made up, you look like A Grecian goddess of Bakelite I wanna touch you and get real close But with all those layers, you’re impervious And I feel for you, I really do When we get out of bed in the morning Eating breakfast, you’re still only at step 3 Of an 11-step super-beauty ritual Well, you don’t need that to look beautiful! Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Songtexte You say that I don’t understand The expectations, the demands But you still wanna know what I think It cost you fifty dollars but it smells like shit And I hope you don’t take this the wrong way 'Cause I love you but I don’t like your lip balm And I know that you don’t wear it for me, love That it’s only for when they take your picture I love you but I don’t like your lip balm I know that you don’t wear it for me, love That it’s only for when they take your picture Aus Songtexte Mania