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The cicatrix beneath
Max Factor 101 or 9
I don't get my hopes up
On Pond's rosy pride
I don't get my teeth
Stuck midway too brave
A close-up smile
Chorus:
The arrow goes off
Oh it hits your behind
You fall blindly
You gotta pay the price
You gotta check some
Fine print they tell you,
You can't do without
Till the next product line come,
They'll have you in mind.
When a funny line escapes
From a callow pretense of an ad
An inflicted sense of the word
Kicks in.
"Oh so pretty,
not pimple-friendly"
Pass the word around...
Then you're 70 not 17
It's your raisin face they mock
Rely on pension for a last
Lipo stunt
Get a face lift a lip contour
Techno takes a toll on you
Pass the word around
Find your way out now
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