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When I was young I never wanted toys
Things like that were for little boys
My mama bought me clothes for her favourite son
Freeman's, item A, page 61

I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a ... model ... model

I read women's magazines for fashion sense
But seeing all the prices there in pounds and pence
Reminds me that I can't afford to buy new clothes
I never got a chance to say, 'I'll take those'

I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a ... model ... a model

I'm fed up of wearing things second hand
The coat that once belonged to another man
Trousers that went out of style years ago
Anything cheap, I don't wanna know

I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a ... model ... a model

I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a ... model ... a model

Model ... model