The summer sun has come to stay

Bikinis, tans, outrageous legs

They're all retarded and they all look the same

And Barbie's body's melting down

On her face a big fat frown

Because "Mr. Cellulite" just moved into town

Well me and B, we hate supermodels

It's not that we know anyone personally

It's just that I'm tired of being compared

The boys they come here

With expectations for the summer

And I refuse to take any part of this barbaric ritual

Because God has given me a mind

That I will use from time to time

And I got more on my head that what's made by Paul Mitchell

Well me and B, we hate supermodels

It's not that we know anyone personally

It's just that I'm tired of being compared

It's just that I'm tired of being compared

Was it worth the tears you cried to fit the size?

Think it over once or twice

What lasts the longest in this life

Character or rock hard thighs

And in the end do you believe that

Beauty lies in what you see

Because if you do then baby

You've been deceived

Well me and B, we hate supermodels

It's not that we know anyone personally

It's just that I'm tired of being compared

Supermodels, supermodels

It's not that we know anyone personally

Supermodels

It's not that we know anyone personally