Lyrics

Your mama was a picture girl
in a ten dollar magazine;
she's been all around the world
in a long black limousine.
She got a house in New York City,
she got a mansion by the sea.
Everybody tells her she's still pretty,
and she will always be.

Oh, picture girl
just what happened to your world?
Did you lose your place to another face
or did someone come and steal your pearls?
Your mama was a picture girl.

Everybody's seen your face on that TV,
everybody's seen you on that screen;
now someone's making up stories
just to sell their magazine.

Oh picture girl...