"Whoa, this is heavy."
"There's that word again, "heavy"! Why is everything so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the Earth's gravitational pull?"
"What?"

She's a pretty girl
She's a model in the studio
She's a beauty queen
She's a knockout
She's my beauty queen
She's a fucking knockout
Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty you rock my fucking world
And she turns me on
Like her names lit up on sunset
A model in the making and I've fallen for her
And I'll fall for her tonight
You are my gleaming goddess
Fashion was coincidence
And she'll be my supermodel
Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty you rock my fucking world
Can I find myself in the arms of her insanity?
Heaven says to beware, I could still end up crazy
I'll shiver to hold my thoughts
But the ghosts in my dreams still seem to creep through my head
And this where my night ends
Slipping across the slides of my dreams
This is the end
Awaken for the hundredth time
She's so confusing
If she only knew she rocked my fucking world in all her glory
She's a girl
She's a beauty queen
She's a fucking knockout
I'll see her on the silver screen
Her name in lights burning bright
I'll see her
She's burning up. yeah
Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty you rock my fucking world