Lyrics:
Hob-nobbing with the elite. Chorus Pick me, Paris! Hurry, Baby! What is the matter with you? Are you blind? I’m such a beauty, a babe-a-licious
And then ya roll into a new town... take the stage... look out at the screamin' crowd... and you ask yourself: where are all the babealicious babes?
you I call her babealicious cnd it's easy to see why Sometimes I gotta pinch myself I'm such a lucky guy She's pretty in the morning cnd so beautiful
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