• She has the credit She could get you far Down the road in her sports car She doesn’t write And that’s not her voice But she turns the heads of all those boys And the girls envy And the girls cry And the boys have pictures they need to hide And she’s on the Radio See her on the screen For now, she’s got everything she’ll ever need She was born brunette Now she’s a blonde Find her each week in the salon Her poor school grades Are now her size But that’s ok, ‘cause they hypnotize And the girls envy And the girls cry And the boys have pictures they need to hide And she’s on the Radio See her on the screen For now, she’s got everything she’ll ever need ‘Cause she’s the quean* And we’re all pawns Even though her mind’s withdrawn She sits up there on her ivory tower Made for her in under an hour But one of these days One of these nights The lights will be too bright And she will slip And down she’ll fall But for now All the girls envy And all the girls cry And the boys have pictures they need to hide And she’s on the Radio See her on the screen For now, she’s got everything she’ll ever need -------------- *Quean - Not a misspelling of Queen. Quean is another name for a prositute.

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