Lirik

You don't have to tell me
I know damn well,
I see in every window that I pass
That unfortunately
The stomach goes along with the ass
So, keep it to yourself
And keep it in your pants I dare say
You say that you mean well
But your words reveal your dismay
He who is without fault
Cast the first stone
My beauty is in the eye of the beholder
The changing tides are deadly
Starving yourself,
squatting 'till you're shaking in your legs
The obsession is unhealthy
I'm criticized and praised in the same breath
So, keep it to yourself
And keep it in your pants I dare say
You say that you mean well
But your words reveal your dismay
I can't give Heroin chic
buy into your sales techniques
It don't apply to my physique
He who is without fault
Cast the first stone
My beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Written by: Anton Titsing, Bas De Vries, Berd Ruttenberg, Frank Stolwijk, Henk Kemkes, Lambertus Ruttenberg, Michael Willemsen, Roxanne Hartog, Siebe Posthuma De Boer
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