Lyrics:

Into corduroys or jeans, chinos or capris Sweater vest no sleeves, oxford underneath Or whatever you think I mean whatevers gonna make you want me Cmon and dress me Ill be your mannequin Make me attractive So sexy and thin I will stand still, pose me In any position And when the people pass by the window Ill be adored by them I want to be one Of the boys from the catalogues That you flip through Youll point and say hes the one (Lick your finger turn the page slick gloss over images) And you waste no time deciding You crab the credit card and Call, start ordering But whats new for fall by spring means nothing I want to undress you In your walk-in closet After you try on One of your new outfits I know that six months later You wont be caught dead in it But for that moment youre there With your shape hanging everywhere And it looks perfect, oh just perfect