| "What's the Attraction" | |
| When I contemplate an airhead heiress I bypass Nicky I fly straight to Paris She is the one whos always on my mind I read about her antics and her booze filled capers In womens magazines and Sunday papers She is the girl I think of all of the time She jet sets round the world with her birds of a feather Even though between them they cant string two words together Wherever they turn up turns into the scene of a crime Well she may not have a great rack but makes up for that lack With her fake blue eyes She looks so lean and lanky, my mom says that shes skanky But my oh my Wont you tell me, whats the attraction How come everybody wants a piece of your action Wont you tell me, whats the attraction to you, cause I dont understand it Wont you tell me, whats the attraction How come everybodys joined the Paris faction Wont you tell me whats the attraction to you Shes always running round without wearing knickers She may not hold her drink but she sure can hold her liquors I can tell from her vids that shes a girl in her prime Some say that shes vacuous, you may think that shes fauous Shes shy, shes just shy Now I may be entranced but Ill just take this chance to ask why oh why Chorus I can fully comprehend the reasons why you play your games But Ive got to take a stand I really just dont understand What is your claim to fame Solo Some say that shes vacuous, you may think that shes fauous Shes shy, shes just shy Now I may be entranced but Ill just take this chance to ask why oh why Chorus | |