Paola Vera - Beauty School Dropout

You check out her hair
Her high fashion bag
Her football husband
She's no.1 wag
She's got a fairy tale life
The perfect little wife

For years you've been caught
Like a fly in her web
With dreams of riches
You'll find when you're wed
You don't need no beauty school
You're following her rules

You - You're just a beauty school dropout
A beauty school dropout

Your mum tells the truth
Your dreams are hot air
You hate all her clothes
But why doesn't she care
She's just a tired old fool
The looser in high school

But time passes by
Your lipstick will fade
Now you have nothing left to trade
You're just a tired old hag
Chasing a life you never had

Written by:
Paola Bottomley

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