Lights, camera, action!
Suit yourself, you're the fucking star
Lights, camera, action!
Here's the plot: it's a travesty of a tragedy
So take a bow
We're all bemused with your sense of worth
So take a bow
And chalk one up for attractiveness
"Let's loose the t-shirt,"
Says the man with the camera lens
"You've got potential"
"Want your face in a magazine?"
She wants everything
So take a bow
We're all bemused with your sense of worth
So take a bow
And chalk one up for attractiveness
Her shirt hits the floor
Its par for the course
Admit it, just admit it
She's spread on the floor
I'm outside the door
Admit it, just admit it
Lights, camera, action!
Suit yourself, you're the fucking star
Lights, camera, action!
Here's the plot: it's a travesty of a tragedy
So take a bow
We're all bemused with your sense of worth
So take a bow
And chalk one up for attractiveness
Her shirt hits the floor
Its par for the course
Admit it, just admit it
She's spread on the floor
I'm outside the door
Admit it, just admit it