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MODELS

Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

'Cause he loves the models and he hugs the models

Goes to lunch with models, 'cause he trying everyday

And when he sleeps with models then he dreams of models

Wants to be a model, 'cause it all he's got to say

Why don't you call?

Got your number, got your back on my wall

So why don't you call me?

If nothing all, robs my hunger like a trip to the mall

So why don't you call me?

Why don't you call?

Why don't you call?

Why don't you come around, baby?

There's nothing at all

You've got my number and it's driving me crazy

Credit cards and lobster and crystal in browns

Backdoors and bouncers only A-List allowed

All those faces in the places to be seen

Darling, we're in fashion, don't you know?

'Cause he loves the models and he hugs the models

Goes to lunch with models, 'cause he trying everyday

And when he sleeps with models then he dreams of models

Wants to be a model, 'cause it all he's got to say

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

A girl's got face, fancy place

Baby, can I stick with you?

And she's got heat, head to feet

Baby, what am I to do?

The girl's got style, legs for miles

Seen 'em walk all over you

You get your kicks like flies to shit

Buzzing around the model zoo

'Cause he loves the models and he hugs the models

Goes to lunch with models, 'cause he trying everyday

And when he sleeps with models then he dreams of models

Wants to be a model, 'cause it all he's got to say

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

Where do you go after dinner 'stead of walking me home

Oh, where did you go to? Why didn't you phone?

Someone famous got you talking in code

Oh! Sashimi in Nobu

Why don't you call?

Why don't you call?

Why don't you come around, baby?

There's nothing at all

You've got my number and it's driving me crazy

'Cause he loves the models and he hugs the models

Goes to lunch with models, 'cause he trying everyday

And when he sleeps with models then he dreams of models

Wants to be a model, 'cause it all he's got to say

He loves the models and he hugs the models

Goes to lunch with models, 'cause he trying everyday

And when he sleeps with models then he dreams of models

Wants to be a model, 'cause it all he's got to say

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

His girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

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