It's all in the make-up
It's all in the game
It's all in the bounce in my step
That's why you moan my name.

It's all in the support bra
It's all in the allure
It's all in the sway of my hips
That makes nothing about me pure.

So go ahead and admire
Reality at untruth's best shot
And go ahead and abuse
Of everything that I've got.

It's all in the smile
And the naughty look in my eyes
My charm and beauty reposes
On a solid foundation of lies.

 
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