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Where's my boy with the jumping joy?I always mingle but I'm still singleWhere's my boy with the jumping joy?My eyes they tingle but I'm still singleI dye my hair and polish my nails,tan my skin, starve to stay tinI pump iron and run my laps,work my ass in aerobic classMy friends say you're a kind of vainYour desperate manhunt drives you insaneBut what am I supposed to do?I don't have the faintest clueChorusIn night care mask and Carmen curlers,I fall deep in a beauty sleepWhen I wake up I read my own bibleVouge, Elle and eat DietorelleMy friends say you're a kind of vainYour desperate manhunt drives you insaneBut what am I supposed to do?I don't have the faintest clueChorusI'm in my own work of art,that's my pride and joy of heartIt takes a lot of energy,to keep my dear vanityChorussmarre@ebox.tninet.se
Where's my boy with the jumping joy?I always mingle but I'm still singleWhere's my boy with the jumping joy?My eyes they tingle but I'm still singleI dye my hair and polish my nails,tan my skin, starve to stay tinI pump iron and run my laps,work my ass in aerobic classMy friends say you're a kind of vainYour desperate manhunt drives you insaneBut what am I supposed to do?I don't have the faintest clueChorusIn night care mask and Carmen curlers,I fall deep in a beauty sleepWhen I wake up I read my own bibleVouge, Elle and eat DietorelleMy friends say you're a kind of vainYour desperate manhunt drives you insaneBut what am I supposed to do?I don't have the faintest clueChorusI'm in my own work of art,that's my pride and joy of heartIt takes a lot of energy,to keep my dear vanityChorussmarre@ebox.tninet.se