You tell all the sweet smiling children
About that one great pink candy love
That's waiting somewhere in the dark
To change our lives and make us all worthwhile
But we already are, you just don't know it

You tell all those sweet smiling children
That we need your fine hairsprays and combs
Lipstick, perfumes, fine cars and homes
So that when we find that love it will be true
But it already is, we just don't know it

(You can create your own face) Yeah
(On the trunk of each car, think of what it can do for our simple cases with block)
(We'rе demonstrating-- and for stomach ache)
(And then thеre's lots and lots of very groovy) (blondes)
(On the beach now) (This was re-fashioned math, underseas then [?])
(The unusual story of a man who had the lungs of a shark and the skin of a barracuda)
(We wouldn't take advantage of disease unless we had something to take for it)

Yeah, then you watch all those sweet smiling children
Stumble in the darkness you have made
Looking for the dream that's never quite there
And cry 'cause we can't win the games we play
Ah, but you sell a lot of hairspray that way, don't you?
(Please turn off the commercial and go to bed. Sweet dreams...)