Skinny Jeans

Her yearbook photo looks like AI Her shirts all prim and pressed Every single day she lives is a day she looks her best Lips red as blood skin white as snow Every secret I have, she knows Perfect skin, a brand new car, and a supermodel pose And I, oh I try I try I try But I'll never be an equal in her eyes I wanna be that beatiful girl with the perfect hair and the pearly white teeth that make everyone stare Skin so clear it's almost crystal Her lulus, nikes, pink palm puffs When's her spending ever enough Complaining how her daddy's money made her wallet too big Her handwriting looks like it was typed Her voice would hit every not of this song Every single day she lives my tourture is prolonged She'll never trip up, no not at all Always shopping at the mall Endless beauty, riches, friends, Yeah she is on the ball And I, can cry can cry can cry But I, think instead I'll just write CHORUS x2 (oops, wallet exploded!)