Beautiful

To be good, I never knew I must be small, blonde and blue I must be silk, and something more But something less than a prude or a whore I was once as good as I said that I was I was a star, I was a queen, I was I was, I was So naive, I feel too loud I feel too big, and I feel too proud But look at her! She's beautiful Her body's good, and who cares about soul anymore? Cuz all I am is what they see I am the sum of what they say I was once as good as I said that I was I was a star, I was a queen, I was I was once as good as I said that I was I was a tiger, I was a child, I was I was once as beautiful as I was kind But beauty's in the body, not the mind I was once as beautiful as I was kind Now beauty's in the body, not the mind I was, I was, I was, I was