Sorry I'm not on your radar
Nor the malibu barbie doll you admire
Sorry I'm not your fire
Just remember when you fight for desire
Beauty is more than skin deep
If you want to last and no one to judge you weep
You must change your inner look
To suit your outlook and out-book
Turning pages with no cuts
Only a triple-lutz
Remember if one was once beautiful
What you thought was beautiful
Will remain beauty forever
Even if her looks fade because you still saw beauty it's not like you never