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Chorus:
Where\'s my boy with the jumping joy?
I always mingle but I\'m still single
Where\'s my boy with the jumping joy?
My eyes they tingle but I\'m still single I dye my hair and polish my nails,
tan my skin, starve to stay tin
I pump iron and run my laps,
work my ass in aerobic class
My friends say you\'re a kind of vain
Your desperate manhunt drives you insane
But what am I supposed to do?
I don\'t have the faintest clue Chorus In night care mask and Carmen curlers,
I fall deep in a beauty sleep
When I wake up I read my own bible
Vouge, Elle and eat Dietorelle
My friends say you\'re a kind of vain
Your desperate manhunt drives you insane
But what am I supposed to do?
I don\'t have the faintest clue Chorus I\'m in my own work of art,
that\'s my pride and joy of heart
It takes a lot of energy,
to keep my dear vanity Chorus
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