She's a Smalltown Princess,
living to excess,
Social Success,
and everyone loves her.
Platforms on cobbled streets,
swaying to the nightclub beats,
knowing every man she meets,
instantly loves her.

Muse to a thousand teenage artists,
who see her as their perfect Venus,
Pity their judging with a penis,
and dreams of sleeping with her.
In every bar, the uncool geeks,
picture her on satin sheets,
but she just thinks of them as Freaks,
not worthy of being with her.

Most Glamourous fish in this small pond,
a few close friends, of whom she's fond,
Their adoration is the bond,
letting them be seen with her.
Yet when she's alone, it's then she finds,
she thinks the boys must all be blind.
The mirror's always so unkind,
when no-one's looking with her.