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