Into corduroys or jeans, chinos or capris
Sweater vest no sleeves, oxford or whatever you think
Whatever is gonna make you want me
C mon and dress me
I ll be your mannequin
Make me attractive, so sexy and thin
I will stand still, pose me, in any position
And when people pass by the window, I ll be adored by them
I want to be one of the boys from the catalogues that you flip through
You ll point and say "He s the one"
(Lick your finger turn the page slick gloss over images)
And you waste no time deciding
You grab the credit card, call, start ordering
But what s new for fall by spring means nothing
I want to undress you in your walk-in closet
After you try on one of your new outfits
I know that six months later you won t be caught dead in it
But for that moment you re there with your shape hanging everywhere
And it looks perfect, just perfect