Bombshell Lyrics - Lorrie Morgan

Well, I finally worked my way up the ladder 

Got a whole lot of money but that don't matter 

'Cause spring has sprung and we all know what that means 

Yeah, bathing suit season's creepin' up like an assassin 

Can't help but wonder how I'm gonna fit my 

Ask me not what I'm gonna do 

It appears to be goin' downhill 

And that's hard on a bombshell 

Yeah, it used to be fun layin' in the sun 

In that little bikini of mine 

But now my idea of letting it all hang out 

Sure has changed with time 

And that's hard on a bombshell 

They say real beauty comes from within 

But I'm stuck with no lovers and a whole lot of friends 

Who say my personality is a perfect ten 

I used to get up and just wash my face 

But now it's 75 bucks for a dermabrasion 

Oh, woe is me it's hard on a bombshell 

It's hard on a bombshell 

I used to look cool perched up on a stool 

With all the boys flockin' around 

But now I'm a sucker for a honk from a trucker 

Lord, I've learned to love that sound 

And that's hard on a bombshell 

Hard on a bombshell 

Ooh, it's hard on a bombshell