Taylor Horne
Paint your nails and paint your face
Spray every hair into its place.
Pick out clothes that hug your curves
Show some skin, youve got the nerve.
Wear those shoes that make you tall
Work the catwalk at last call.
Flip your hair and bat your eyes
Smile and wink for all the guys.
Talk and brag of where you've been
Make an entrance, don't blend in.
Dance and shake to that new song
Forget the war that's going on...
Your the one they're fighting for
A sad, pathetic, shallow whore.
The running joke,most laugh or snicker
Because you can not hold your liquor.
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