Patricia Barber - Touch Of Trash lyrics

rate me

The perfect shade of lipstick

Of red pepper lies

Assertions carefully weaved into her style

Eyeliner drawn with another sinner's hand

Replication makes perfection;

She's just a button short of trash.

Matching toes and fingers

The peek-a-boo shoe

Manipulation

As subtle as the perfume

A South Beach tan

With sun-streaked dew

Orchestration and precision;

The girl works harder than you.

Primitive inspiration

Packaged in modern disguise

Disposition

Permitting a glimpse of the thigh;

Masculine resolve

With a feminine plan:

Domination and submission.

She smells the gas – then lights the match.

Stylish deliberation

The chattel of Calvin Klein

Obsession,

Calculation of color and design.

Glamour defined by supply and demand

Education and graduation;

She's just a culture short of class.

Moment of indecision

Cool wind from the edge of the cliff

Intoxication

Feels like love when it looks like this.

If truth is the price for a superficial charm

Night is laughing

Watching us do absolutely nothing:

Image and form