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Supermodel lyrics

The highest paid piece of ass, you know it's not gonna last
Those magazines end up in the trash, yeah
What's the big idea, none of that stuff is even real
Wanna know how they really feel, yeah

Five thousand dollars a day is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face
Five thousand dollars a day is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face

And she's famous for nothing at all, yeah
She's living life like a dream with a false sense of self-esteem
I wish she'd trade places with me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Five thousand dollars a day is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face
Five thousand dollars a day is what my baby gets paid
For being just another pretty face

The highest paid piece of ass, you know it's not gonna last
Those magazines end up in the trash, yeah
What's the big idea, none of that stuff is even real

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