[Intro]
A-A-A-G   (four times)

D                                 A-A-A-G  A-A-A-G
Get a load of him - what a Nature Boy! 
D                                 A-A-A-G  A-A-A-G
Always shaking hands with the unemployed,
D                                   A-A-A-G  A-A-A-G
He looks like he could shit an asteroid! 
A-A-A-G    A-A-A-G 
Jumped up, pumped up, 
A-A-A-G         A-A-A-G
Popping hormone pills, 
             A-A-A-G A-A-A-G
He's got the biceps, triceps. 
        A-A-A-G           A-A-A-G
Got the healthy look that kills. 
D
Too bad. 

Who's that girl? She's a living Barbie doll!
In her plastic world, "Barbie" takes control. 
Facelift, electrolysis 
No hair out of place 
Brain - twist barbiturates, 
She's got an evil beauty case. 
Too bad, so sad. 

E
Well, ain't you the glamourpuss! 
Look so good it's dangerous. 
Ain't you the glamourpuss, 
                            G
You're less than amorous to me. 

[Instrumental]
B-B-B-A  (eight times)
C#-C#-C#-B  (six times)
D

So long, glamourpuss, we might meet again 
But if I was you, I wouldn't hold my breath 'til then 
(Though I wish you would-'til the year, say 2010!}
Beefcake, cheesecake 
Make me lick my lips. 
Junkfood pulchritude 
Goes straight to my hips. 
Skin-deep thrill-seek 
Amounts to less-than-zip. 
I'm glad. 

A  x x 2 2 2 x
G  x x 0 0 0 x
D  x 5 7 7 7 5


Copyright EMI Music Publishing; reprinted with kind permission.

Transcribed by Scott Patterson

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