There's no clothes I can buy
Make me feel like myself
She Said
So I put on clothes
To make me look like someone else
Instead
And as a matter of fact
I don't like to be seen
'Cause I'm not satisfied
with myself she said
You better hit her
She said she said
she said she's dead
There's no perfume I can buy
Make me smell like myself
She Said
So I put on perfume
To make me smell
like someone else
In bed
And as a matter of fact
I don't like to be scented
'Cause I don't like to smell
myself she Said
You better hit her
She said she said
she's dead she said
But I'm not afraid
Of being more than pretty
But you're getting paid
To wind yourselves up until you drop
Yeah
There's no one I can talk to
Like I talk to myself
She said
So I play games to make them
Think I'm someone else
It's inbred
And as a matter of fact
I don't like to be seen
'Cause I'm not satisfied with myself
She said
Then I hit her
I'm not afraid
Of being more than pretty
You're getting paid
To wind yourselves up until you drop
She said she said
she said she's dead
And it's ingrained she said
she's trade she's played