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Songtexte: Eighteen Visions. She's A Movie Produced Masterpiece.

She's a pretty girl
She's a model in the studio
She's a beauty queen
She's a knockout

She's my beauty queen
She's a fucking knockout

Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty
You rock my fucking world

And she turns me on
Like her names lit up on sunset
A model in the making
And I've fallen for her

And I'll fall for her tonight
You are my gleaming Goddess
Fashion was coincidence
No

And she'll be my supermodel
(She'll be my supermodel)

Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty
You rock my fucking world
Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty
You rock my fucking world

Can I find myself
In the arms of her insanity?

The Heaven says, to beware
Well, I could still end up crazy
The Heaven says, to beware
Well, I could still end up crazy

I'll shiver to hold my thoughts
But the ghosts in my dreams

Still seem to creep through my head
And this is where my night ends
Slipping across the slides of my dreams
This is the end, awaken for the hundredth time

She's so confusing
If she only knew
She rocked my fucking world
In all her glory

She's a girl, she's a beauty queen
She's a fucking knockout
She's a girl, she's a beauty queen
She's a fucking knockout

I'll see her on the silver screen
Her name in lights burning bright
I see her, yeah
She's burning up, yeah

Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty
You rock my fucking world
Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty
You rock my fucking world

Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty
You rock my fucking world
Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty
You rock my fucking world