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Ooh, look at all company coming 'round tonight
Catherine O'Hara's come by to say hello
You wanna know?
Well, I'll tell you, might to pour myself
little moonshine, here we go

Was a sweet and May
In the of Thunder Bay
Dale and Wendy Day
Went out to Sweet brush

Found a weeping to sit down
And do the Thunder Bay a
the wind was real soft
Poor little just had to break

Later on that month, Dale went for Pepper
At the 'We're All In This Together
Yeah, the pea soup was fine, the corn cob on
Chili even finer

The real reason was that was working counter
Two kids just couldn't get enough of each other
Dale out like a man and said
"Wendy, I think I want to your hand
And little children, live beyond the sand"

"In respect to the
And the of your eyes
That day we made
I'm going to call my little Amber Jones"

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
Which is exactly what
(There ain't no genie in the or in that magazine)
Let me ask you one question and it
(Hey supermodel)
What's it like pretty?

Now, everyone
That if you're to run a successful cafe
You have to hire the prettiest

Amber out had been working
At the Caf
Just like her did 20 years earlier
And it boils down to this simple doctrine
Given by Habbasham, the owner

Ralph the customer is always right
The customers are mostly men
And it don't seem
From 2 to 16, all men do is dream
Of falling in love, like women

Now from table 20 was a man from New York city
Who is impressed with Amber's poses
He said, "Come here, missy, I got a kind of proposition
That is, if willing to listen"

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
(There no genie in the bottle or in that magazine)
with me
(Hey supermodel)

And she was everywhere
I mean little wanted to be like her
Little wanted to be with her
And even mothers somehow altered physique
Just to be a close to what Amber represented

One day Amber, who the Sweetbrush diner
Where she used to work, really missed those coconut cucumbers
And made out with one giant on the top of her forehead
Poor Amber couldn't do a thing about it

And her poor career went kinda
As the people outside her room penthouse cried out
Well, you what they cried out

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
Sing along me gals
(There no genie in the bottle, or in that magazine)
(Hey supermodel)
it like being a teen dream?

Shackles, shackles, on my heart
I loved you from the very day, from the start
But you left, call it of the heart, bring me back the spark
Pretty girl, pretty princess, is left

lights in the glitter, the shine of the night, right
You of the city 'cause you dreamed of flight
But it's Timber, watch these that are falling
Pretty little princess no one to call

It's a small town, now girl, it doesn't so small
First love, fifth grade, first kiss at the mall me
Y'all, check it with the degrees, it back on the MIC
'Cause the on his knees
Small ways in the G's from grade
Bring me sunny days, we's that praise, haze

Y'all through the maze everyday
In the mind want the grape from the vine that was
Come back, y'all, to the first day that we met
'Cause I call it theft, y'all

Protection and selection of my
Poet on the mic degrees saying, please
Princess, y'all, my supermodel
Bring you back, princess
'Cause I like to your world
One time, smooth, sweet wine