Supermodel Lyrics - Bran Van 3000

Ooh, look at all this company coming 'round tonight 

Even Catherine O'Hara's come by to say hello 

You really wanna know? 

Well, I'll tell you, might have to pour myself 

Another little moonshine, here we go 

Was a sweet and frosty May 

In the town of Thunder Bay 

When Dale and Wendy Day 

Went out to Sweet brush Lake 

Found a weeping willow to sit down 

And do the Thunder Bay a go-go 

While the wind was real soft 

Poor little Wendy just had to break 

Later on that month, Dale went for Pepper lunch 

At the 'We're All In This Together Diner' 

Yeah, the pea soup was fine, the corn cob on time 

Chili dog's even finer 

The real reason was that Wendy was working counter 

Two little kids just couldn't get enough of each other 

Dale broke out like a man and said 

"Wendy, I think I want to take your hand 

And make little children, live beyond the sand" 

"In respect to the clouds 

And the colony of your eyes 

That day we made love 

I'm going to call my little child Amber Jones" 

(Hey supermodel, set the rest of us free) 

Which is exactly what happened 

(There ain't no genie in the bottle or in that magazine) 

Let me ask you one question and it goes 

(Hey supermodel) 

What's it like being pretty? 

Now, everyone knows 

That if you're going to run a successful cafe 

You have to hire the prettiest waitress 

Amber turns out had been working 

At the Pepperlunch Caf 

Just like her mother did 20 years earlier 

And it boils down to this very simple doctrine 

Given by Ralph Habbasham, the owner 

Ralph says the customer is always right 

The customers here are mostly men 

And though it don't seem 

From table 2 to 16, all men do is dream 

Of falling in love, just like women 

Now watching from table 20 was a man from New York city 

Who is most impressed with Amber's poses 

He said, "Come over here, missy, I got a kind of proposition 

That is, if you're willing to listen" 

(Hey supermodel, set the rest of us free) 

(There ain't no genie in the bottle or in that magazine) 

Come with me 

(Hey supermodel) 

And she was just everywhere 

I mean little girls wanted to be like her 

Little boys wanted to be with her 

And even mothers somehow altered their physique 

Just to be a little close to what Amber represented 

One day Amber, who likes the Sweetbrush diner 

Where she used to work, really missed those coconut cake cucumbers 

And made out with one giant missile on the top of her forehead 

Poor little Amber couldn't do a thing about it 

And her poor career went kinda downhill 

As the people outside her hotel room penthouse cried out 

Well, you know what they cried out 

(Hey supermodel, set the rest of us free) 

Sing along with me gals 

(There ain't no genie in the bottle, or in that magazine) 

(Hey supermodel) 

What's it like being a teen dream? 

Shackles, shackles, shackles on my heart 

I loved you from the very first day, from the start 

But you left, call it theft of the heart, bring me back the spark 

Pretty girl, pretty princess, that is left 

Bright lights in the glitter, the shine of the night, right 

You dreamed of the city 'cause you dreamed of flight 

But it's Timber, watch these trees that are falling 

Pretty little princess with no one to call 

It's a small town, now girl, it doesn't seem so small 

First love, fifth grade, first kiss at the mall with me 

Y'all, check it with the degrees, bring it back on the MIC 

'Cause the man's on his knees 

Small town ways in the G's from grade 

Bring me back sunny days, we's that praise, haze 

Y'all tripping through the maze everyday 

In the mind want the grape from the vine that was mine 

Come back, y'all, to the very first day that we met 

'Cause I must call it theft, y'all 

Protection and selection of my memories 

Poet on the mic with degrees saying, please 

Princess, y'all, my supermodel girl 

Bring you back, pretty princess 

'Cause I like to rock your world 

One time, smooth, sweet like wine