Is there a prince in this fable For a small town girl like me? The ones are gone or not able And Matt Damon's not meant for me Damon's not meant for me
I got to say California a place that I respect. Come on LA, take advantage Give me a night that I won't forget.
I went to look From the Sky Bar to the Standard, nothing took These don't care Got a handful with their projects and with their looks.
Where are all the men in this town? And what's a girl supposed to do? Did they all run off when they knew That I was coming round, coming round? (x2)
Fresh so fresh, I'm so clean Got the lips and got the skin Got the skin got that thing I'm so fresh and I'm so.
Is there a prince this fable For a small town girl like me? The good ones are gone or not able. And Matt Damon's not meant for me
never dreamed that I'd come here to become the next Jolie But I sure know there's someone, around somewhere who's meant to be.
Chorus:
Fresh I'm so fresh, I'm clean Got the lips and got the skin Got the skin got that thing I'm so fresh and I'm so. (x2)
So they say It's a suicide, waiting, others say It's a suicide, waiting, yo no se a suicide, waiting, another day It's a suicide, waiting.
So decide, it's a suicide waiting, all this time It's a suicide, waiting, donde estás? It's a suicide, waiting, so It's a suicide, waiting.