Movie Star--Lyrics
by DeeDee Laux
VERSE Well, just last night I was flippin’ through a magazine bin, Readin’ about those movie stars, and how they’re all too thin. Then I turned the page, and I had to shield my eyes. They were makin’ fun of somebody else’s thighs. Well now who’s to say how much I’m supposed to weigh? Some C E O is lining his pockets. He thinks he’s got somethin’ to say.
CHORUS Hey girls, it’s time to put our hands together. Don’t let anybody tell you who you are. If you listen to your own voice Well you can be as beautiful as any movie star.
VERSE Surgery seems to be the latest craze. Goin’ under the knife is as common, it’s as common as a bad day. Well, they can take it out of here, and add it back into there. No honey, I ain’t talkin’ about your hair. Well apparently my proportion is all wrong. But if I lay down some money honey they'll turn me into a swan.
CHORUS
VERSE Now, I like lookin’ good. I know you do, too. But I don’t need some self-servin’ someone telling’ me what to do. So here’s our revolution, baby, let’s make a scene. We don’t need no bra burnin’ party. Let’s burn some magazines.
CHORUS
© 2007 Dee Dee Laux This arrangement published 2010 by Heart Wind Music, LLC
VERSE Well, just last night I was flippin’ through a magazine bin, Readin’ about those movie stars, and how they’re all too thin. Then I turned the page, and I had to shield my eyes. They were makin’ fun of somebody else’s thighs. Well now who’s to say how much I’m supposed to weigh? Some C E O is lining his pockets. He thinks he’s got somethin’ to say.
CHORUS Hey girls, it’s time to put our hands together. Don’t let anybody tell you who you are. If you listen to your own voice Well you can be as beautiful as any movie star.
VERSE Surgery seems to be the latest craze. Goin’ under the knife is as common, it’s as common as a bad day. Well, they can take it out of here, and add it back into there. No honey, I ain’t talkin’ about your hair. Well apparently my proportion is all wrong. But if I lay down some money honey they'll turn me into a swan.
CHORUS
VERSE Now, I like lookin’ good. I know you do, too. But I don’t need some self-servin’ someone telling’ me what to do. So here’s our revolution, baby, let’s make a scene. We don’t need no bra burnin’ party. Let’s burn some magazines.
CHORUS
© 2007 Dee Dee Laux This arrangement published 2010 by Heart Wind Music, LLC
