Lyrics
My name is Dr. Phil, I'm going to change your life
For twenty grand in cash I'll build you a trophy wife
I'll make her seventeen again, from her head to her hips
Just like all those other plastic fanatics
I'm going to cut her wide open, put some silicone in
Take a chunk out of her derriere and chisel her chin
I'll make a small incision and slide a hosepipe in
And suck out all that excess so she'll be lovely and thin
Oh, she loves it
Oh, she looks fabulous
What she doesn't know
She doesn't know, she doesn't know
All you plastic people
Just giving me money
To make them look funny
Don't you know it's better
Looking naturally
They look much better to me
Plastic fanatic
Whoa
Plastic fanatic
Whoa, it's oh so tragic
Why don't you leave it alone?
Well, you may think that it's disgusting
You may think that I'm rude
You may think that as a doctor
I'd be a more sensitive dude
But nurse, pass the scalpel
So I can cut, snip and slash
Rebuild her from the inside out
As long as I get my cash
Oh she loves it Oh she looks fabulous Oh
What she doesn't know She doesn't know she doesn't know
All you plastic people
Just giving me money to make them look funny
And don't they know it's better?
Looking naturally, they look much better than me
Plastic fanatic
Whoa
Plastic fanatic
Woah, it's oh so tragic
Why don't you leave it alone?
With saggy-waggy arms so baggy elbows to her pits
She liked the job we did so much, came back to do her AH
All you plastic people
Just giving me money to make them look funny
And don't they know it's better?
Looking naturally, they're much better than me
Plastic fanatic
Whoa
Plastic fanatic, whoa, it's oh, so tragic
Why don't you leave it alone?
