The summer sun has come to stay
Bikinis, tans, outrageous legs
They're all retarded and they all look the same
And Barbie's body's melting down
On her face a big fat frown
Because "Mr. Cellulite" just moved into town
Well me and B, we hate supermodels
It's not that we know anyone personally
It's just that I'm tired of being compared
The boys they come here
With expectations for the summer
And I refuse to take any part of this barbaric ritual
Because God has given me a mind
That I will use from time to time
And I got more on my head that what's made by Paul Mitchell
Well me and B, we hate supermodels
It's not that we know anyone personally
It's just that I'm tired of being compared
Was it worth the tears you cried to fit the size?
Think it over once or twice
What lasts the longest in this life
Character or rock hard thighs
And in the end do you believe that
beauty lies in what you see
Because if you do then baby
You've been deceived
