Boob Job Lyrics - Singles - David Wilcox

She had some extra money 

She wanted to buy time 

Her friends said it was dangerous 

But they couldn't change her mind 

She did if for her mirror 

And for the ocean's summer sand 

She just laid down to that scalpel 

That was in the surgeon's hand 

She got a boob job 

She got a what? 

A boob job, no, yeah? 

Put a pad of silicone up against the breastbone 

Treat her like a man made thing 

Well, the surgeons try to tell you 

That the world will love you better 

If you let 'em cut your body 

And make those mounds inside your sweater 

Just think of the investment 

Now how long those things will last? 

You know like, silicone is permanent 

Even after you have passed 

When the rest of you has faded 

In some box under some stone 

Yeah, you'll still have your silicone 

Balanced on your bones 

She got a boob job 

She got a what? 

A boob job, no, yeah? 

Put a pad of silicone up against the breastbone 

Boob job, huh, well get down 

Boob job, I pick 'em up again 

Boob job, ah good God 

Treat her like a man made thing, no