| Oh how they look when we are walking down the street
|
| I know they wish that they could change places with me They see my suit they see my blue Mercedes Benz
|
| They see Miss January’s more than just a friend
|
| I don’t believe them
|
| When they tell me life is more than
|
| Skin, skin, skin, skin, skin, skin deep
|
| I live in Hollywood cause it’s my kind of town
|
| I watch the tourists taking pictures of my house
|
| I keep a dozen girls to lie around the pool
|
| I get my kicks from watching other people drool
|
| I don’t believe them
|
| When they tell me life is more than
|
| Skin, skin, skin, skin, skin, skin deep
|
| Oh how they look when we are walking down the street
|
| I know they wish that they could change places with me They try to see my life as shallow and depraved
|
| But any one of them would love to be this way
|
| I don’t believe them
|
| When they tell me life is more than
|
| Skin, skin, skin, skin, skin, skin deep |