True beautiful one
What have you gone and done
I can see all your moves are new
Tell me what did that salesman do to you
--The singer's acquaintance/friend (or something else once thought to be pure) is completely different from what she remembers. She's been perverted by the constant cues of what is normal, accepted, or even exemplary, given by media (salesman).
That catalog replaced
the fine mind behind your face
--She's become corrupted by the lifestyle imposed by major media, replacing what was once a good mind with the same sheep attitude everyone else is content with.
no human trio can compete
when that three way mirror meets your eye
--Narcissism. Self-absorption with being society's idea of perfect. When she looks at herself she becomes enthralled, further fueling her desire to fit in to the mold cut out for her by society. It's become cyclical now. She's told what to be, and when she sees her success it only encourages her more. The peer approval is like a high that no one else can beat.
on a slow night
on a slow night
--Here is where I'm undecided about the meaning. The slow night may refer to times past, when she wasn't so caught up in the fickle and fast paced 'norm', or it may just be talking about nights when she has no one to appease, allowing her to remove the veil of conformity she's decided to don.
How you would walk the fashion mile
Hand me down and call it style
Your boots were scratchy black
Your hat was just a hat
The lips on you were plain
The better to a kiss sustain
--And the last verse is the singer remembering how the subject used to be. She used to just live life and be herself, and to the singer she was a better person then. Her plain lips were better to kiss than the lipstick-smeared version. In other words, she liked her better before she became what everyone else told her to be.
on a slow night
on a slow night
True beautiful one What have you gone and done I can see all your moves are new Tell me what did that salesman do to you --The singer's acquaintance/friend (or something else once thought to be pure) is completely different from what she remembers. She's been perverted by the constant cues of what is normal, accepted, or even exemplary, given by media (salesman).
That catalog replaced the fine mind behind your face --She's become corrupted by the lifestyle imposed by major media, replacing what was once a good mind with the same sheep attitude everyone else is content with.
no human trio can compete when that three way mirror meets your eye --Narcissism. Self-absorption with being society's idea of perfect. When she looks at herself she becomes enthralled, further fueling her desire to fit in to the mold cut out for her by society. It's become cyclical now. She's told what to be, and when she sees her success it only encourages her more. The peer approval is like a high that no one else can beat.
on a slow night on a slow night --Here is where I'm undecided about the meaning. The slow night may refer to times past, when she wasn't so caught up in the fickle and fast paced 'norm', or it may just be talking about nights when she has no one to appease, allowing her to remove the veil of conformity she's decided to don.
How you would walk the fashion mile Hand me down and call it style Your boots were scratchy black Your hat was just a hat The lips on you were plain The better to a kiss sustain --And the last verse is the singer remembering how the subject used to be. She used to just live life and be herself, and to the singer she was a better person then. Her plain lips were better to kiss than the lipstick-smeared version. In other words, she liked her better before she became what everyone else told her to be. on a slow night on a slow night