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.

Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty, you rock my fucking world.
And she turns me on.
Like her name's lit up on a 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 a 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 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 is where my night ends.

Slipping across the slides of my dreams.
This is the end.
Awaken for the hundreth time.
She's so confusing.
If she only knew she rocked my world in all her glory.

She's a girl.
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. yea!
Blonde bombshell, blue eyed beauty, you rock my fucking world.


Lyrics submitted by Aaron 0005

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