Look to the hills, now look at my face
Do you notice my eyes? Are they in the right place?

There's a Mantovani backdrop to pucker up a tummy tuck
A voice soft as lint mashed up with shades of pink

You can hide your genetics under drastic cosmetics
But this chameleon magic is renowned to be tragic

Look to the hills, now look at my face
Do you notice my eyes? Are they in the right place?