Daisy Duke's fake hair, fake boobs, hair clips, fake felt legsShe's turning 21, but hey, you can comeHer nails are thin, she got it allAnd her girl's got her back like she's ten feet tallStill, she gotta put you downStill, she gotta put you downBut what shall make her fade?Saying you can't fight your ageSome things you can't changeAnd someday you'll have to face itBe real with meI'll be real with youBe real with meBut you're trying to proveOh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, ohAnd she's dressed 21Still sixSo young, only think about the outside and how to get highThere's got to be more to you than what we seeBut watch out, make a face and you can fight your ageSome things you can't change and someday you'll have to face itBe real with meI'll be real with youBe real with meWhat you're trying to proveOh, oh, oh, oh, ohBe real with meI'll be real with youOh, oh, oh, oh, ohBe real with meWhat you're trying to proveOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohBe real with meOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh