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Bout image improvement

Lyrics

NuMe

I been thinkin' 'bout havin' it done.
Slight rearrangement, fixin' it some.
Take a little bit of this and a little bit of that.
Add a dab a muscle and lose a touch a fat.

But I wonder in the end if it's worth all the grief,
Cause I still couldn't look like, like they look on TV.


You can't make a silk purse, out of a sow's ear.
You can't squeeze nothin' from a funny lookin' rock.
It'll be a long road fixin' up me.


In the operating room they'd be givin' it a shot.
I'd be lying there open with a tube up my who-knows-what.
Movin' this left, and that to the right,
Makin' part of me looser and part of me tight.

Well I wonder in the end if it's worth all the grief,
Cause I still couldn't look like, like they look on TV.






More hair less chin, suck it out, tuck it in,
Bigger boobs, smaller gut, some a longer you-know-what.
Straight teeth, curved nose, butt high weight low,
Lighter skin, darker tan,
Him a woman, her a man.


And when it's all over, as far as I can see,
I'll have a lot less money and a little less a me.
And lookin' in the mirror, examining the sight,
I can see me sayin': "Heck, it still ain't right."