Oh How They Look When We Are Walking Down The Street

I Know They Wish That They Could Change Places With Me

They See My Suit They See My Blue Mercedes Benz

They See Miss January's More Than Just A Friend



I Don't Believe Them

When They Tell Me Life Is More Than

Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin Deep



I Live In Hollywood Cause It's My Kind Of Town

I Watch The Tourists Taking Pictures Of My House

I Keep A Dozen Girls To Lie Around The Pool

I Get My Kicks From Watching Other People Drool



I Don't Believe Them

When They Tell Me Life Is More Than

Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin Deep



Oh How They Look When We Are Walking Down The Street

I Know They Wish That They Could Change Places With Me

They Try To See My Life As Shallow And Depraved

But Any One Of Them Would Love To Be This Way



I Don't Believe Them

When They Tell Me Life Is More Than

Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin, Skin Deep