I She is not woman, she is not man She Her clan surpa**es beauty Always love and never duty A beauty that feels so alien to this land These feelings should be censored they should be banned But when you put a p**n-star in these hands I You got this straight to play the fool Miss honey out nursery, miss out school And gave the bullet train option to this old abandoned tram How do you make so special look like dross How do you make expensive look budget cost If it You make bluebells look like moss Gave a second coat of gloss And made Lennon If prostitution was not illegal You Make the hottest little joint in town look like frost The famous they get stalkers, they get pests But I All that Lennon could imagine Was not you, was just a fraction And all half-hearted get is second best