Ashfield High School - Smooth Lyrics

Every time you look in the mirror
You always go into a trance
No one can match you honey, and I swear
We'll blast hair all over them walls.

Sweety sister we need hide our faces
Just for the hell of it
That's the best reason of all.
Ever see a millionaire
Fry in the electric chair?

Smooth, no sweat, no strain

You telling all your fairy stories
I'm still watching and watching you
Be our little topless bunny
I wonder Why don't we make a trade.

Smooth, no sweat, no strain

Hey, what's your name?
Very glad to meet you
I will bet you're a movie star. Can we take some pictures.