Lips

Lips
It’s not all glamour, it’s tough at the top
It’s a cat-fight just to keep what you’ve got
Use you brains and your friends and your looks
Do all you have to and make your own luck
Like I do, like I do, like I do, like I do

Here’s what I’m saying, nice and slow
Don’t just dream - that’s so obscene
Why just be a human being?
Excuses always come true

Get on and do what you really want to do
Like I do, like I do

Your face is your fortune before you’re too old
Take care of your skin, stay thin, wear new clothes
Use your hips and your lips and your legs
Refuse to get dolled-up? You’re better off dead
You’ve got two, you’ve got two, you’ve got two
Again what I’m saying, in case you don’t know
Don’t daydream - that’s so obscene
Why just be a human being?
Excuses always come true
Get on, do what you really want to do
Like I do, like I do, like I do