Luyện nghe bài hát Supermodels

Summer sun has to stay,
Bikinis, tans, legs,
They're all retarded, and they all the same,
And body's melting down,
On her a big fat frown,
'cause Mr. Cellulite just moved town.

(Chorus)
me and B, we hate supermodels,
It's not we loathe anyone personally,
It's just I'm tired of being compared.

The they come here,
expectations for the summer,
I refuse to any part of this barbaric ritual,
God has given me a mind,
That I use from time to time,
And I got on my head,
Than what's made by Mitchell.

(Repeat chorus)
It's just I'm tired of being compared.

(Bridge)
Was it the tears you cried...
to fit the

Well Think it over or twice,
What lasts the in this life,
Character, or rock hard
in the end do you believe,
That beauty lies in what you
if you do, then baby
You've deceived.

(Repeat chorus)