[conversation between woman and plastic surgeon]
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Tell me what you don't like about yourself
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Uh, I need liposuction, under my chin - and everywhere
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I hate the.. bump on my nose
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I hate my breasts, and my stomach has stretch marks
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They make me sick - I'd like those to go away
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Been saving up my money for this
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[Chuck D]
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What if she tried to get her face erased like it was commonplace
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Maybe just crazy because the doctor said she could
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With new hips and tits, maybe fuller lips
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All it take a day and some pay, for the tuck and nip
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Call the Hoover remover, by the time they was through-ah
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Her whole body would look the way she thought it should
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They shake a splatter of fat and move from this to that
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Like Frankenstein but blind because it's in her mind
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Don't know what she felt, or why she hated herself
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Maybe dolls and shows, or maybe videos
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Now it's plain to see, the girl loves TV
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Because she's chasin a dream we know can never be
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Was all part of the plan to keep her lookin right
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Thinkin she could be Janet, if she took the knife
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It's not a sin to be thin, she tryin hard to fit in
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Knowin soon she'll be a citizen, of the Plastic Nation
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[Chorus x2: conversation between women and plastic surgeon]
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Tell me what you don't like about yourself
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I wanna change my face, and I wanna change my body, I wanna change my body
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Tell me what you don't like about yourself
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I wanna change my face, it would be so.. great
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[Chuck D]
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Now she was more crazy than lazy 'til she had a baby
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Tryin to move and improve upon on what God gave her
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Just like the swan she thought she had it goin on
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But never once thought it was wrong or that it wouldn't save her
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Went to the clinic was in it for over half a day
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As they sliced and diced and put the parts in place
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Her body's bruised, abused, cause her mind's confused
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Bent on livin a lie but never satisfied
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And you know it ain't right, that's somebody's daughter
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Now her face is so tight that you can bounce a quarter
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And the feeling ain't back, they said it'll never be back
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She's a creature with features, broken out of order
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That's why we try to find a way to get inside
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And make you love your life and never need the knife
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It's not a sin to be thin, don't need to bleed to fit in
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Now she's another citizen, of the Plastic Nation
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[Chorus]
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[women talking to end]
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I need liposuction
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I'd like bigger calves
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I need liposuction
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And, I'd also like to go up to a C cup
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Tell me what you don't like about yourself
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Maybe I could have her ears
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Maybe I could have her ears, and I like her nose
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Tell me what you don't like about yourself
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Because they don't stick out like ours does see
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[suction sounds]
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Plastic Nation
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Public Enemy |