I show my skin to the packed city crowd
Strike a provocative pose
And take in all the appraising stares
But still, I wear the exact same smile
I wear my hair in bright colors
And talk kind of like a stupid kid
But don't skip out, listen to me speak
Because I want you to remember me, at least just a little
I know what I am
A consumer product for people's pleasure
When I get a glimpse of that girl dancing on TV
With her lovely smile
I know we're both bound for the same end
But oh, what a pleasant dream that is
At least for tonight, I want you to use me
Take your desires out on me
Because that's the only reason I was born
A young man on the street in a flannel shirt
Looks at me with bloodshot eyes
While in search of a world full of beautiful girls
That exists only in his fantasies
God, what a hollow tale
Is the one I have to tell
Because I'm just a bunch of stereotypes rolled into one
A retread of ideas that were never new to start with
I can't even be your 100th bride
But that's only befitting of me
How many times will you bring yourself off to me
I want to be defiled by your warped lust
That's why I'll never be an angel
I'm a misshapen doll made of spare parts
Destined only to be thrown away
So I won't make any demands of you
Today is a new day
How many times will you bring yourself off to me
I want to be defiled by your warped lust
It's the only reason I was born
That's why I'll never be an angel