The highest paid piece of ass.
You know it's not gonna last.
Those magazines end up in the trash.
Yeah!
What's the big idea?
None of that stuff is even real.
Wanna know how they really feel.
Yeah!
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
I came over as soon as she called.
'Cause she's a living doll.
And she's famous for nothing at all.
Yeah!
She's living life like a dream.
With a false sense of self-esteem.
Would she trade places with me?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what my baby gets paid
For being just another pretty face
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The highest paid piece of ass.
You know it's not gonna last.
Those magazines end up in the trash.
Yeah!
What's the big idea?
None of that stuff is even real.
Wanna know how they really feel.
Yeah!
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
I came over as soon as she called.
'Cause she's a living doll.
And she's famous for nothing at all.
Yeah!
She's living life like a dream.
With a false sense of self-esteem.
Would she trade places with me?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what my baby gets paid
For being just another pretty face
You know it's not gonna last.
Those magazines end up in the trash.
Yeah!
What's the big idea?
None of that stuff is even real.
Wanna know how they really feel.
Yeah!
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
I came over as soon as she called.
'Cause she's a living doll.
And she's famous for nothing at all.
Yeah!
She's living life like a dream.
With a false sense of self-esteem.
Would she trade places with me?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day
Is what my baby gets paid
For being just another pretty face
Writer: HATFIELD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group