Mirror, mirror, on the wall

Why can’t I have it all?

Airbrushed skin to satin complexion

With a body shaped to perfection

Why was I born with such defection?

Shoulders too broad,

My face, too flawed

Asian flat nose

Long, ugly toes

Break my nose and reshape it

Cut off my toes to make stilettos fit

Throw up till my body quits

Chemical peels and a laser gun

Why, isn’t this fun?

Mirror, mirror, on the wall

I’ll be it all

The beachy babe on the sand

The runway models, oh, so grand

I’ll dye my hair blonde

A star, reaching for beyond

Pretend I’m Paris Hilton and Miley Cyrus kind of rich

Wear Hollister, Abercrombie and Fitch

But, wait a minute, I’ve lost my vision

That girl looks like me with such precision

Where did I go, lost in the plastic

The blonde, the Hollister, the vomit

Why did I go so drastic?

Oh, mirror, mirror, why couldn’t I see

That in the end, all I need is me?