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Amanda:<br>
To model is to show the world<br>
The power of a beautiful illusion<br>
To model it to wallow in a blissful state<br>
Of chaos and confusion<br>
The catwalk, the bitch talk<br>
The ulcers, the menopause at twenty-five<br>
To model, to model is to fly<br>
To model is to never have to go back to my Kansas City trailer<br>
To model is to lose the fear I always used to feel<br>
Of future failure<br>
The flashbulbs, the camera wall<br>
The media, the big cocaine in the upstairs lounge<br>
To model, to model is to get me high<br>
Didn’t I wanna be somebody?<br>
Didn’t I wanna be someone?<br>
Remember when I met you?<br>
Me, the little flower girl from Kansas<br>
All my glossy magazines and magic dreams<br>
Of Studio 54, the Plaza Hotel<br>
Mama said don’t marry you, he’ll run off like they always do<br>
Like all her husbands did before<br>
Mommy’s now on husband number four<br>
Men always leave<br>
But there you were, a boy with a book<br>
Moving East, take me to<br>
Bright lights, big city<br>
Bright lights, big city, yeah<br>
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Jamie:<br>
Remember when we took that horse and carriage<br>
Through the park and walked to Tiffany?<br>
Lunch at the Four Seasons<br>
Talking marriage and the giving up of liberty<br>
The wedding bells, the cocktail check<br>
That funny little hat you wore when walking down the aisle<br>
I miss your smile, I miss your smile<br>
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Amanda:<br>
To model is to finally see another side of me<br>
That was in hiding<br>
To model is to shut my eyes and float upon this fantasy<br>
I’m riding<br>
I like it, I love it<br>
The world outside my window every morning when I rise<br>
I open up my eyes to see<br>
To model is to release the me inside<br>
You can see me Thursday <br>
I’ll be modeling on MTV<br>
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