Barbie and I'm here to speak
I'm a blonde appetizer like an
Moving faster than light in my
Came to 50 states, name of
Losing that attraction, he felt no satisfaction
All that turned him on was atomic bombs
Like a puppet on a string
With his wife absent in the shopping malls,
Russians loose on cabbage and booze,
he had lots of trouble like bubblegum trouble
So he brought me out to his country home,
where we swam all nude in a black seafoam
And I kissed him hard in a leather dress,
showing the hardcore needs and freedom of the press
I can't move it, I can't move it
Boum, la terre, il n plus rien à faire
London town, I was fooling around
Then I saw her face on a garbage can
She looked like a man and she ruled like a
Maggie, what you gonna do?
She said, how about making
With your own heart, many hearts boiled
So I poured it out on the