From the Album:
* Face it
She never leaves the house
Without a royal blush
She slaps on the pancake
And it’s never too much
Old — Blue Eyes on the hi-fi
Now ain’t that a scream
Max — make-up for the
Beauty queen
She’s got an affair with a
King size mirror
The lighting’s just right
Your perfect deceiver
Cosmetics on standy fakin’
A dream — max make-up
For the B- queen.
Black stockings and pink cigarettes
Lips high-gloss-pigeon-blood red
10 inch lashes and the finishing touch
A string of pearls
And a Mickey Mouse watch!
My — my — maximum make-up
Turns me on and makes me hot
My — my — maximum make-up
Don’t you ever take it off?!
At the end of the day —
When the face runs down
Finally gets tired of …
Lookin’ like a clown
Mascara smears —
Time for cold cream
Max — make-up for the B- Queen!
My — my — maximum make-up
Turns me on and makes me hot
My — my — maximum make-up
Don’t you ever take it off?!