Let's make a girl
to run
The world shall sing
On stage with
graceful rage
Put her on a tour bus
Then teach her how to yell
Thank you, New York
Thank you, New York
Then put her on the TV Have her selling pills
The skinny killer They told me I'm the one
Take my body Take all the air I breathe
Can't help myself but be A player on the team
A lion you want But only in a cage
Can't help myself but be A puppet on your stage
What kind
of hair What kind of stare
Should she be nice Or cold as ice
Build me like a Barbie Then take me to a lobby
In New York Hello, New York
The 42nd floor I'm gonna be the perfect star there,
sure
It's better if you're dumb
Take my body
Take all the air I breathe
Can't help myself but be
A player on the team A lion you want
But only in a cage Can't help myself but be
A puppet on your stage
You can say the
things you want And burn the rest
What do I know I'm a pretty mess
Move my mouth and swing Lead with a string
Dancing,
laughing, smiling While I sing