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[Verse 1]
She left her school for the factory
From pocket money to a salary
From a pac-a-mac to a compact case
And every morning she inspects her face
She discovers pulling pints in pubs
That the good looks will never cover up for
Her dumbness in taking the stock
Sees her reflection in a butcher's shop

[Chorus 1]
She finds it all quite rare
That her meat's all vanity fair
She finds it all quite rare
That her meat's all vanity fair

[Verse 2]
She has her eyes on medallion men
That get her home on the dot at ten
She combs her hair when she gets excused
The deal she wants always ends up screwed
Paints her nails on the bathroom scales
Gargles her breath like a landed whale
Her beauty is as deep as her skin
Keeps her eyebrows in a tobacco tin