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 is melting down
On her face, a big fat frown
Cause 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
Cause God has given me a mind
That I will use from time to time,
And I got more on my head than 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?
In the end do you believe
That beauty lies in what you see?
Cause 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
Supermodels
It's not that we know anyone personally
Supermodels
