She never leaves the house, without a royal blush

She slaps on the pancake, and it's never too much

Old - Blue Eyes on the hi-fi, now ain't that a scream



Maximum make-up for the beauty queen



She's got an affair with a, king size mirror

The lighting's just right, your perfect deceiver

Cosmetics on standby fakin' a dream



Maximum make-up for the beauty queen



Black stockings and pink cigarettes

Lips high-gloss, pigeon blood red

10 inch lashes and the finishing touch

A string of pearls, and a Mickey Mouse watch



My - my - maximum make-up

Turns me on and makes me hot

My - my - maximum make-up

Don't you ever take it off



At the end of the day, when the face runs down

Finally gets tired of lookin' like a clown

Mascara smears, time for cold cream

Maximum make-up for the beauty queen



My - my - maximum make-up

Turns me on and makes me hot

My - my - maximum make-up

Don't you ever take it off