Vanity Fair Lyrics - Squeeze

(Difford/Tilbrook) 

She left her school for the factory 

From pocket money to a salary, 

From a pac-a-mac to a compact case 

And every morning she inspects her face. 

She discovers pulling pints in pubs 

That the good looks will never cover up for 

Her dumbness in taking the stock 

Sees her reflection in a butcher's shop. 

She finds it all quite rare 

That her meat's all vanity fair. 

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She has her eyes on medallion men 

Who get her home on the dot at ten, 

She combs her hair when she gets excused 

The deal she wants always ends up screwed. 

Paints her nails on the bathroom scales 

Gargles her breath like a landed whale, 

Her beauty is as deep as her skin 

Keeps her eyebrows in a tobacco tin. 

She poses foot on the chair 

Coconut shy but vanity fair. 

Photos 

In her vanity case her compact case 

In her compact case her eyes, 

Not bad for a sister 

But her vanity's fair and her sense of humour's dry. 

She comes home late with another screw loose 

She swears to have had just a pineapple juice, 

Falls asleep fully clothed in her bed 

With her makeup remover by her head. 

And she might not be all there 

But her dream's all vanity fair.