Dave Faulkner
[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 Lyrics only version Printable version
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