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deep dark eyes
and secrets in her hair
calls you with her pink lips
kills you with her stare

st tropez princess
tanning on the sand
paps caught her topless
the press is going mad

but you don’t understand
how could you understand
I’m not just a pretty face
not here to please a man
be careful what you wish for
listen to what you’re told
is it really my fault,
for wanting fame and gold?

Chorus:
Locked in a prison by day and by night
but I still do my hair and put on a bright smile
I’m captive but content so young yet so tired
tell me how does it feel to exploit such a child?
you may call me a sinner but i am at peace
call me what you like, even call me a tease
could you talk a little less doll and don’t look so mean
you look just like a tragic beauty queen

Bardot Bardot how does it feel being so
famous and so beautiful
everybody's idol?
Brigitte Brigitte could you tell us about him please?
smile for the camera, give him a little squeeze

but you don’t understand
how could you understand
am I just a pretty face
only here to please a man
be careful what you wish for
listen to when you’re told
fame makes you alone
I don’t want this at all


I’m locked in a prison by day and by night
but I still do my hair and put on a bright smile
I’m captive but content so young yet so tired
tell me how does it feel to exploit such a child?
you may call me a sinner but i am at peace
call me what you like, even call me a tease
could you talk a little less doll and don’t look so mean
you look just like a tragic beauty queen

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