Verse 1:
They all look at you,
On their T.V sets;
Strutting up and down,
Flaunting your sweet sex.
They want a piece of you,
And of what you are;
You're pure and innocent,
But that won't get you far.
Chorus:
You're a teenage beauty queen,
And you know what that means;
You're a Goddess to the boys,
Who want you as their special toy.
Verse 2:
In out, In out,
You shake it all about.
They want to play with you,
That's without a doubt.
You present yourself,
In the brightest light;
For pubescent swots,
And adolescent flies.
Chorus 2:
You're a teenage beauty queen,
And you know what that means;
You're a Goddess to the men,
Who want you as their special friend.
Verse 3:
Lying in a bed,
But not alone;
Someone picked you up,
And took you home.
They'd seen your picture,
In a magazine;
Recognised you last night,
And liked what they'd seen.
Chorus 3:
You're a teenage beauty queen,
And you know what that means;
You're a Goddess to the guys,
Who want to try you on for size.
Outtro Verse:
Have you seen yourself lately? You don't look so pretty,
You've discovered the dangers; In glamour, image and beauty.
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